I lost my mum in December and I am furious with my in-laws. Not one of them made it to the funeral. My DH missed half of it, wrestling our toddler. I had to do my reading with her on my hip (although it was a comfort to have her there). MIL sent a card. I saw her on Christmas day for an hour, then I made the journey to her house a fortnight ago, to show my face. The standoff of embarrassment can't go on indefinitely. I'm going to be stuck with my SIL for 24 hours from 2pm onwards, and I need hands to hold to keep a lid on it. She didn't send a card even, and the last I heard from her was a text about an hour after mum died, 8 months ago. All communication is though DH and we've been summoned to visit and let the "cousins" play. It's making me feel so ill. I mean nothing to them. I thought they were my family. I'm just my daughter's mother, my husband's wife, now I have to smile and play happy families. Help me not blow up like an embarrassing volcano.