ok, I forgot about when husband's father died Sept of 2003. Husband told the family that his family will not go to the memorial if they treat us the way they treated my husband at the hospital when his father died.
We all traveled up from Florida to Wisconsin for the memorial. We were cooly treated at the KH. Then the family went back to the senior center where his parents lived. The congregation prepared a meal for the whole family. (Several "wordly" family members there.) I was talking with some of the relatives I hadn't seen for years, catching them up on what was new with Steve & I when the elders had Steve's brother-in-law walk back to the apartment to get Steve to get me out of there. I was not inviited to eat a meal with those grieving. *shock*
My daughter left the dining room with me. Steve's family later implied that I brought it on myself to be treated that way because I was *gasp* df'd.
My husband reminded his brother-in-law, who was df'd several years ago, that we weren't df'd for wrongdoing.
Since then we have nothing to do with his family. We will not put ourselves in the position to be treated like that. SHUNNED.