Aaah its a bit melodramatic but I feel a bit like one of those characters in Gothic novel.. you know, the ones where there is one child brought up in a family but made to know that they are indeed not of the family (except this wasnt fully 'explained' to me until recently.)' when i discover that indeed i dont seem to actually have any father - not the one who brough me up from 18mths old .. (and not my 'real' one as doesnt acknowledge me either, only my sister) ..
Its daft I know, (im ruddy 59, I should be able to get over this stuff ) I did always know my DSD was 'old fashioned' and everything goes to the son.. etc..
Ah well .. I do love them despite, and my mum is 92, I wont have her long and i'm not going cut her out (as my my sister has done for most of her life until recently ) .. I dont think they even considet they are being a tad unfair here ..
Luckily I do have a (pretty ok) pension (I think) and a lovely Dh who adores me , and my family, and I dont need their ruddy money.. golden sister and DB can squabble over it but I certainly wont be treating my lovely DSD inthat way ..
Right. enough.. Thanks for listening!!