It was my husband, and he got the short end, too. In my view the blame belongs to his mother, but she did it freely. It wasn’t our money. Did others help it along? Probably. So what? Human nature is what it is. They didn’t hold a gun to her head. She was a self-righteous busybody but we probably should have been more forgiving. So there were two sides. She wanted to have conversations with our son’s teacher behind our backs. We thought she shouldn’t. Both sides dug in. Didn’t talk. And in the end, she probably felt like she got the last stab with the will. What we got for the price were years of not having to stress out over her meddlesome ways. On the one hand, it was probably worth it. On the other hand, we probably fell short of the forgiveness we should have shown. I grieve the loss of doing the right thing more than the loss of money. Then again, maybe I am being too hard on myself. It is useless to worry since it is too late.
She would be very happy to know that her son (my husband) died a year after she did. She hated me the most. Oh well. That’s life. And death. Those who got the money can’t take it with them either. Then we all stand before God. What we did or did not inherit will not matter one iota.
Amen
My dad and I got into a conversation about money (not argument) he put it best when he said he never saw a Brinks truck in a funeral procession..