A story much like any other family’s…
One raises a strong family with ups and downs, and when the chips fall, hostility reigns supreme.
One experiences a parent’s loss, without spousal support, care, or any other assistance… as Executrix gets to site, makes all the arrangements in a few days without attendance by siblings (as a parent dies once in your lifetime) but with the dead parent’s best friend, then returns home. The fallout from the passed over siblings is intense and the environment upon returning home is also stale. Why? It was not a profiteering adventure. It was grueling, painful, and worrisome. Money came in, bills were paid to final arrangements, attorney, house payments, and memorial items (including cremated remains). A portion was held back for settlement of the estate, still pending as of this moment, all the while one was working.
The staleness grew for another couple of months until it grew into areas of isolation with bouts of strangeness and repeated bouts of anger. When the parent’s estate burned to the ground… it appears that the golden goose that the unrelated spouse was waiting for… was crushed. The time working through paperwork for the estate, future creative business building, and working kept one busy with no assistance. Two months on ignore (finding solace through securing an attorney for divorce action due to extreme conditions) and a final threat of bodily harm, pushed one out the door.
The spouse has laid out lie after lie upon said person, however the courts are privy to all documentation. Hopefully the children who idolize the antagonistic spouse/parent will become enlightened. One did not divorce the adult children, but through careful manipulation by said spouse, that is what has happened.
Now an adult child has passed, the money-grubbing has commenced with a begathon. The concern for one is there is a grandchild that must be provided for and an account should be set up in the child’s name, with the child’s parent’s name, to assist with education and/or health issues, and be released to on the 21st or 25th birthday.
But if the snookered children had not loaned all their excess funds to a endless hole of spending parent to obtain a high priced defense, a begathon would not be needed, and the child of the deceased child would be in a better financial position. One’s conscience is clear and totally ashamed of the public display of poverty, where there is none.
Would do almost anything to be at the child’s side for the last time before internment, but the hostility of the misdirected can not be appeased in such a heightened emotional setting. Thoughts and actions must be for the grandchild.