Ok, quite relieved to see I'm not the only one. In my 50s, in laws 80s. Been in their lives for 30 years.
In the early days, I was certainly expected to do the wife work - cleaning, hosting, presents, etc. I have witnessed a huge chunk of all their lives. I dropped off the presents after another year of no thank yous but aside from that I host, take an interest.
I'm quite open about what's happened in my family, good and bad, the infuriating aunt, the ridiculous holidays, Brexit. I let it all out and move on, absolutely there for them if needed.
DH's family are not the family I deserve. You'd never guess I'd been around so long. I'm on a par with a long term neighbour. They've sewn massive pockets in their shrouds but are immortal and only sad people with no back bone get old or fat.
So I suspect my robust, only certainty attitude to death, grates on them.
So DH messages his siblings poorly. Occasionally they half heartedly discuss yesterday's problem.
MIL has actually asked for a falls alarm but her kids don't think she'll wear a pendant or a big watch, don't ask her and then don't do anything. The childhood home is an aging obstacle course that when you suggest removing a low lying ornamental trip hazards is tantamount to riping up their memories.
It's weird, and I use it as an example to our kids for what not to marry into.