Mazie

This is what I sometimes call my best friend. It was all a misunderstanding. She had written her middle names down...and her writing is sooooooooooo bad! So I thought it said Mazie, which it did not, and the nickname just stuck.
We had very different upbringings. Mazie & my parents love their children in their own way...they just seem to love us very differently. My parents are full of physical affection. Hugs & kisses when I want or need them. Always a helping hand if I need it. Very supportive and a very 'hands on' family. My parents seem to miss me (and my sister), just an hour after we've finished a family visit. And they of course will say so.
Mazie on the other hand...
I know her parents love her, I have no doubt of that. I think they're great, we get along and they've even invited me to live in their home so I could accept a job in that city. Very generous! But it's how they are with Mazie that bothers me. It's the little & big things. When she flys home for a visit, instead of being treated like a guest she's more like a maid. They put her to work..it's more of a 'do this', instead of 'would you mind helping me?'. Mazie's income is less than 1/5 of what her parents make and at least 1/4 of what her brother makes. She always manages to go home and visit. She can't afford to, but she misses her family. All her trips go onto her credit card and she is still paying for them. She has lived in Ontario for over 5 years now. Her brother has yet to visit. Her mother has been her twice. One of those times is because her husband and son were away and so they sent the mom here so she wouldn't be alone. Maybe it's petty. But I wish they would come to see her because they missed her and loved her...not because they just don't want to be alone. Her dad has been here a few times, but that's mostly because he has business to attend to in this area. He has been here once for a pleasure trip. So I can't totally fault her parents.
I guess I'm all annoyed, because Mazie & I are looking to buy a house together. Last night she was upset because it means she'll have no money to go visit her parents. Her parents don't seem to care that she's going to buy a home. My family is excited for me. My grandmother squeeled on the phone for heavens sake! (grandma is REALLY excited) Mazie's parents said they would come and visit her when she gets something bigger than an apartment. Because they can't afford to stay at the hotel. So Mazie gets an email this morning from her father. He can't afford to come visit. He just bought a truck worth 60,000...so her visit has to wait. She is totally hurt! And I'm totally pissed off. I don't understand how a truck is more important than a child. It's like ... I'm sorry I can't fly to see you for $500 and stay at a hotel for a week $700 (even though we offer our apartment instead) a total of $1200 but I can buy a $60,000 truck. This is just the tip of the iceberg of things that happen. I hurt for my best friend. I can't imagine my father saying that. I know I would be devastated, and hurt. Hurt isn't even a strong enough word. It would feel like a gouge in my heart.
I know all I can do is just be there for her. I just wish I could make things better for her.