Playing On My Mind
I have been close to a family friend since I was maybe ten years old, and has been someone I could always turn to when I had issues or was in trouble, and in turn always been there for him. His disabilities are endless, but most noticeably he struggles to walk. His wife recently died, and naturally, I was there, as any friend would do. His wife was his carer, his love, his nuisance! ..... you know how married life goes!
I received the first phone call to say that she had died (unexpected, btw). I was with him immediately. I went to the hospital with him to see the body, as he needed support and also help to walk in.
When there, as I was trying to console him, a few others arrived (neighbours, friends etc). They asked how I was, I was fine, I didn't really know her that well. I didn't say that, but said that I was there for my friend, and genuinely wanted to make sure he was ok.
I then had a few cuddles from random people saying 'thankyou for being there for your dad'. EH?
At his wifes funeral, people rallied around for me. I thought that this was because I was one of his closest friends. I then had a few people, mainly neighbours and friends again, asking to swap numbers (which I managed to avoid) incase they needed to get hold of me, and that they are proud of mw for being there.
It's become obvious that he's told people over the years that I'm his daughter, which is quite blatantly untrue. I don't quite know how to take this. Should I bring it up with him? It's only been three weeks since the funeral