I can top that. One of my older relatives hired a moving van to clean out the family home when her mom died. While everyone was at the funeral service. Wake was at another relatives house. When the rest of the family met at their mom’s house the next day to begin dividing stuff up it was empty! Older relative tried to convince everyone they’d been ROBBED. Until a neighbor happened to walk over to express condolences and mentioned the United Van Lines truck. Older relative clammed up and walked out.
I was a kid and at school that day. My mom refused to believe said relative would do something like that. About 3m later I was selling something for a band trip and rang the relatives doorbell. When she answered the door her entire living and dining room was full of...you guessed it..united van lines moving boxes. Stacked to the ceiling. With a tiny little walk path in between. As far as the eye could see there were boxes stacked to the ceiling. And furniture stacked on furniture covered with sheets. Her kids and grandkids visited her when the school year let out and (it’s a small town) neighbors informed us they all arrived with moving vans.
She’d already convinced her mother to give her power of attorney and managed to get all the money too. Needless to say none of her siblings spoke to her again or even went to her funeral. She had 7 siblings and none of them got even so much as a doily. Even things they’d given to their mom. Yes, there was a will. No, she wasn’t the only one mentioned. The will specifically directed the executor (local lawyer) to return to kids what they’d bought (dishwasher to X, dryer to Y, etc). Kind of hard to do that when the house had been emptied.
Well... you definitely did top my story! Can you imagine?! I really think a person’s true colors show at the death of a relative. I really do. I haven’t spoken to my SIL since my Mom’s funeral either (it was more than just the flowers. She demanded the “estate” pay for her parents air travel to the services and cleaned out my Mom’s jewelry as well). Trash gets a lot of light when there is money to be made IMHO.
My mother died when I was 2 1/2. My sister was 6 weeks old. Everything went to my Dad and maternal grandmother. When my Grandmother died, my aunt and uncle took everything, including my mother’s things set aside for myself and my sister.
My dad remarried and had two more daughters. When he passes, I’m pretty sure every thing he has that is our mothers will go to our half sisters. My dad has never given us anything of our mothers and I’m in my early 50’s now.
Greed is a terrible thing, but has it’s own “rewards”, if you will. My uncle committed suicide and my aunt ended up in a mental ward. I have to remember, everyone else has her things. I have her spirit. Things are only things.
My mom’s not dead yet and my oldest sister has already stolen her house which my mom foolishly built on sisters property.
Never in a million years would I have thought my family would fall apart as it has.