My father’s family (mainly my paternal grandma) was just like this. She never included my father’s children and wife to any of the family events.. We were always left out and while it bothered us, we never showed it. We simply let them be. We went on for many years not visiting each other until the day of my grandmother’s funeral. She passed at 98 yrs of age in 2019. And guess what? They learned that we (my father’s family) are very giving, humble, and educated people. A year later, my father passed and, again, we crossed paths with his family at my father’s funeral. His whole family showed up (sisters, brother, nieces and nephews) and I later learned how much they admired my father and considered him as their hero for fighting in the Vietnam War. I wish my father would have heard the so many nice things said about him. I later learned that my father’s family thought we never cared for my father but only for his money. They thought we left him financially struggling until they saw how beautiful his funeral turned out to be. They were amazed at his beautiful house when we stopped by for a farewell during the procession. A few months after my father’s funeral, my father’s niece’s son passed away unexpectedly. The mother didn’t have any money for his burial. My mother helped out with a huge portion of the funeral expenses and that is when they finally realized that they were completely wrong about us. We have all kept in touch with one another ever since.