'Excommunication' is absolutely the right word. Since discovering Gransnet I've found that the problem is not rare. For many reasons, in different families, it exists. It's not something I ever imagined could happen, in earlier years. I am only thankful that some of the people who were in my life have gone, by natural means. They simply would not have understood.
Me, I am not heartbroken. I will not allow my heart to be broken. I still have a good life, a loving husband who is a soulmate in every sense of the word, enough money, a warm and comfortable home.
Yesterday in church I was talking to a young woman whose grandad - he'd been a real church stalwart - has recently died at 93. He had a lovely little GGD, a little blondie of about 1 year - whom he'd seen every day. I thought of my two GGDs born premmy in Sept 2012. Never seen them, been told I never will. Really, all down to my surviving eldest D and her younger D. They even came to her sister's funeral - my younger D died very suddenly 16 years ago, never saw her 40th birthday. You would think, as I do - they might think 'people are not here for ever, not for long, let's all be there for one another'. Not a bit of it. My lovely husband is 'a snake' and marrying him was disloyal to her dad who died in 1992. Fortunately we're on good terms with my elder GD, who is gay, so no GGC from that direction! But she's the only one out of the lot of them.
Everyone who posts on here has a different story and I had no idea it was so widespread. I could never have imagined it, but it happens.