The ongoing saga of sibling wars. A month before my mother was killed in a head on car accident she wrote a new will and in that will she said that she would be composing a list of her personal belongings and where she wanted her things to go after her demise.
My sisters found my mother’s hand typed will and decided to keep it a secret from me because Nan had left all the furniture to me.
Instead, I lived in another state while they looted the house. I’ve never been much of a material girl so I wasn’t worried about any of the possessions.
A 3rd party told me about the will and I found out from the bank executor of the will that he had a copy, which he shared with me.
He said it was up to my sisters whether or not they chose to honor my mother’s wishes, since my mother had not gotten her addendum to the will notarized.
The sisters chose not to honor our mother’s wishes, even though they claim their entire reason for ill will towards me is that I did not respect their mother to their satisfaction.
They shared their false narrative with a dozen other family members who had never spent a minute in our homes or a day in our lives. In fact, my little sister exclaimed that she wished she had torn up her mother’s will when she’d found it. So much for respecting our mother’s wishes.
It was all a sham, it was all about money and it broke me. My 3rd party tells me that you could not open the door to either of my sister’s houses they were so full of all the furniture they’d taken from my mother’s house.
I never asked them for the furniture that was left to me, never complained to them that they’d taken it, never pointed out that they dishonored our mother’s final wishes and robbed my grandchildren of those memories they could have had.
I already knew how selfish they were and how hopeless it was. Attached are the final wishes of my mother, that were not honored.
Oikos 