I know far too many people who don’t talk to their relatives–close relatives– including a father and daughter, two sisters and a brother and sister. I’m certain there are many other relative combos who have cut each other off.
I didn’t talk to my sisters, mother or father at different points in my life. I was mad at all of them because I thought they were selfish about one thing or another when it came to me. They weren’t selfish; I was just unhappy and I needed to blame someone.
There’s no mandate that we must love our siblings, our parents, or even our own children. Maybe you really do have a daughter who is a monster or a brother so selfish you can’t bear to look at him. But when we stop communicating with our own flesh and blood, it usually means both sides are wrong.
FOF D vows she’ll never talk to her sister again because her sister accused her of not caring enough when their mom and dad were sick. The accusing sister has had tragedy in her life. She lost a young child and husband. If one of my sisters ever lost a child, I would do anything I could to comfort her for the rest of my life. Maybe the accusing sister was harsh, but so what!