I count myself fortunate indeed that I don't have to deal with h's sister. Our encounters have not been pleasant in the past when we lived in California still (near enough to where she lives that we visited maybe once a year). She does not like h and is very judgemental of him and says the same kind of crap to me while pretending to be nice. His brothers are fine, they just really keep to themselves and their own families and so we never interacted with them much - in fact, his oldest brother, I met a grand total of one time. My h's longtime friends are more his family than his actual family, and I've spent a good deal of time with them. His parents passed before I met him, and I am sorry that I was not able to meet his mother. From what everyone says about her, she was a wonderful woman and some of what attracted h to me in the first place, was that I have some of her qualities. Of course they are mixed with my craziness so.... go figure. I don't even want to deal much with my family, let alone make h deal with them. So we happily live inbetween them both - 500 miles by plane from his family, and 1,000 miles by plane from mine. I love it. A lot. !!!