The pain is coming more from other things than just this. You see, my siblings have a different father than I had, and I was born ten years after the youngest one of them. In many ways I was the spoiled brat that they often needed to teach a lesson, but I was also often just everyones favourite. Tho I was the only on ewho had a dad there, and he adored me. That was not always so easy for them to take, and I can understand that. The problem is that my mother has been lighting up under it on a regular basis, in addition to pushing me a bit out on the side as the "difficult one", the "immature one" and the "spoiled one".
When my father died my contact with the rest of the family has mostly been of politenes from my side. Its always me calling, or sending cards. Otherwise its my mother who is keeping the contact between us, and she is on a regular basis making sure that I take care of my siblings (supporting them in different ways, you know, I am after all the psychologist in the family).

I'll just wait and see now, how things go, if they will ever contact me, or send anything. If not, I can save myself for 7 poatscards and pressies the upcoming year (luckily my daughter is the first one of the year, except from my mom and sister )

Oh well.