There is an old saying that blood is thicker than water and it is true that family relationships are often more important to most people than nonfamily relationships. At the same time, however, there are instances when families may not get along.

Family problems can occur at any time in life but they are often deep-seated and it may be very difficult to root out the issue once it takes hold. This is especially true when money is involved, as money can cause problems and even the closest relationships.

That was seen clearly in the following story about the reading of a will. All of the siblings were not very happy, but there was one sibling who walked away with a different type of feeling.

I was my mother’s guardian during her battle with cancer and provided care for her until the very end. However, after my mother left, she divided her fortune between my money-hungry brother and my aunts.

However, it turns out there is more to the story. It turns out that the best ingredients for drama are family, loss, and legacy. Let me explain everything that happened after my mother died.

My mother battled cancer for a very long time. Looking back, it was something that was present in my early years and continued when I enrolled at a local community college.

Since mom has always been my best friend, I knew I would support her through this illness without question. When my mother was ill, I remember only the days turning into nights; it was like something that happened all the time. But I also remember being spoon-fed and holding her hand gave her as much comfort as it did me.

However, the flip side of this story is that my aunts and brothers were only present when they were in need. Typically to settle their bills. Alternatively, one aunt (during my mom’s gradual deterioration), asked my mom for a “connection” to arrange a new residence. because my mother ran a real estate company.

The level of chutzpah was astounding.

Yet, despite Mom’s best efforts, the disease eventually won out. Let’s go ahead and fast forward to the day of the will reading.

The lawyer, myself, and the entire family sat in a room that looked like it had been cut out of a Hallmark movie, complete with wooden accents and a broken tea set on the worn surface of an incredibly old coffee table.

The lawyer dropped the bomb while I was drinking weak tea from one of the broken cups.

Approximately $5 million of my mother’s savings was to be split between my brother and my aunts.

I swallowed my tea hard and wondered what on earth was going on.

because I didn’t get anything. None at all. Nothing.

Now I’m sitting there with tears running down my face and leaving mascara stains on my white skirt and clothes.

And these stingy people didn’t even try to hide their smiles. I couldn’t understand it.

How on earth could my mother hurt me like this? I wiped my nose with my hand as I thought. Then, in that last month, I began to question if I had done enough for her; I was a classic overthinker.

However, the lawyer got up and handed me an envelope. “Your mom,” he said, “loved you more than anyone.” Naturally, the room falls silent and the greedy group stares at the letter with a hungry expression.

Hello Lily, on the front, it said. When I opened the envelope, a single piece of paper contained both the address and the key. I’m sitting there thinking, “What the hell, Mom?” at this point.

However, I decided to investigate. Maybe she wanted me to organize a closet or something. The lawyer decided to go ahead and keep quiet about everything. When we arrived at the address, we discovered that this house – a hidden gem – was there.

A beautiful house with my very favorite flowers on the sidewalk. I inherited my mom’s fully paid-off house! We had photos together there, so it was obvious that she signed in the area.

There was also another letter with information to be revealed on the glass table in the lobby. As it happens, my mother was well aware that my brother and aunts were the biggest spenders.

But she wanted me to have a home where I could raise a family and a future. creating new memories in an environment that clearly embodies her spirit. What about cash?

According to the letter, she gave it to them, knowing full well that they would waste it. She wanted to emphasize family ties and instill in them the value of possessions. which, with the money long gone, was inevitable.

However, as I stand here in my beautiful kitchen sipping coffee from the coffee maker I’ve always wanted, I see that my mother’s love was never about material possessions. I knew this gift would mean more to me than anything else because it was in this house. Hi Mom? You are still the best.