Some people are strange.
My late husband's daughter made it quite clear that I couldn't be stepgran or honorary aunty to her daughter. I honestly didn't expect that I would be, though - in retrospect - it rankles that her mum's affair partner was allowed to be 'grandad'. Her choice, however.
After the affair partner died, the daughter's partner complained to me that he had left everything to the ex. According to him, something should have been left to the grandchild, because she called the affair partner 'Grandad'.
I found it utterly bizarre. Both the daughter and her partner were well off - they both worked in the oil industry and were high up in the companies that they worked for - so it's not as if they needed the money.
My husband's funeral was during lockdown and the daughter decided that she didn't want to risk the funeral. She also thought that it would be too much for the now adult grandchild, so none of them attended. Instead, I was asked whether the ex could represent them.
Organising the funeral under those circumstances was far from easy, as anyone else who had to do similar during lockdown will know.
To my surprise, when she phoned, the daughter stated that I was "family" and they loved me. I can't say that I'd seen any signs of that before.
I had the awful and surreal experience of selecting my husband's funeral from an online catalogue. Over the phone, I explained the difficulty to the daughter and said "Some of the coffins are unbelievable. There's even one in the shape of a Tardis."
She laughed and said "Is that what you want when we organise your funeral many years from now?" I can't remember what I replied, but inwardly I was astonished at her expectation that they'd be organising my funeral, since there was never mention of my being family until after my husband died. (We were married 27 years. We'd only been married for 6 years when the grandchild was born.)
I kept thinking back to her partner's complaint that nothing had been left to the grandchild and that the title of "Grandad" conveyed some sort of obligation - since we were told that I'm not even an honorary "aunty", I guess that means that there was no expectation of an inheritance from me?