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My husband lost his parents young -he was three when his dad died, 23 when his mother died. I never met either of them.
His remaining family are a sister, an Aunt and Uncle and several cousins.
They're all spectacular, generous, kind people and to that extent, I'm very, very lucky.
But... from time to time, things get ugly, because while my live parents can be interfering, irritiating, nosy, etc. - his deceased parents can do no wrong.
And then, of course, there's the guilt that we spend more time with my family than his because mine are kind of demanding, and his Aunt, Uncle, Cousins, etc. are all very independent.
Obviously, if this is the worst I can complain about, I have it better than I deserve!
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