a mothers plight

Children...
what a scurge, a blessing, and a curse all at once...
when I was young all i wanted was love, attention, and affection from my mother.  I wanted to be with her, do things with her, hang out with her once i became an adult.  She wanted nothing to do with being my friend and often told me that you cannot be both a mother and a friend at the same time.  ~ sigh ~
now I'm a mother with grown kids.  All I've ever wanted from them was unconditional love and acceptance, just as I gave.  I find myself alone.  I long to have times when they would come over when I invite them, or just because they might want to drop by to see me.  Hey mom, lets go out.  Let's do something.  Hey want to go camping?  These are things that I have often asked of them.
So many families with pics posted of getting together and hanging out at various stages in life.  I sadly don't have any to show.  My kids don't seem to connect with me.  Often ignoring my gentle requests to get together.  And I don't push it either, respecting their time.
It is the saddest thing when your kids don't seem to want to connect.  It's all I ever wanted.  To connect.  Not just once a year like at Christmas.  My heart is so heavy.  It is the most painful thing a mother has to endure.  Giving up everything of herself for her kids and being left behind.
It's as though they all died and I'm left here on my own.  I avoid the cliche of the nagging mother.
I don't lecture them on 'how come you don't call your mother more often' 'how come you never come to see me?' etc, etc.  I suffer in great silence.  I bury it.  Always, forever.
                                      I just want to be adopted by a vibrant family who wants to claim me as
                                                    their own.  To bring me into their fold and include me in their
                                                                lives.