I inherited my aunt's upright piano. It has been in the family home for decades and was in near excellent shape. When we got married, and while I was living out of town, my mom and brother sold it to a family friend for $50.
Granted we already had the Mrs' piano and couldn't put it in our apartment. But I was furious.
My grandmother had this great table...beautiful dining room table. Every Thanksgiving, we'd have our big dinner on it and all the relatives would come and all us cousins would play and have a great day of it. Back in the 60s, you know?
By the time my brother got old enough to remember such things, my grandmother had gotten too old to do it...then she gave the table to my mom. We continued having Thanksgiving dinner at the table, although no other family members came...no cousins or anything. I assumed (mistake) that I would get the table from my mom, since I was the daughter and had the memories of the family gatherings. I dreamed of having huge gatherings of family again, all sitting down to Thanksgiving.
Then my mom gave that table to my brother. Nearly killed me.
In hindsight, I see now how very foolish the whole expectation was...
Now I have a huge table on my list of things I'll need to get for that farmhouse! :-)