Damn that sounds horrible, keep your head up Esch. It's amazing how you can see family members entirely differently based on how they react to family emergencies like that. When one of my grandma's died I remember my family driving from the hospital back to her apartment (she lived in a convalescent home run by a mega church), for closure and to settle some things she wanted us to handle. When we walked into her place we noticed it had basically been ransacked. Clothes and hangers were thrown around, food was out, dressers were open, etc. It looked like someone had robbed the place.
Turns out my aunt had come by with her kids and took most of my grandma's clothes and jewelry. My grandma was never really one of those old church ladies who dresses extravagantly but she had many nice dresses, earrings, etc; lots of older stuff she couldn't fit into anymore but still kept in her closets. She had specifically wanted my mom to handle most of her clothes, but my aunt got there first; she must have been ransacking the place while everyone else was at the fucking hospital. Needless to say my mom busted out crying when she saw the place completely trashed.
I haven't spoken or seen my aunt since my grandma's funeral. Part of me understands her behavior - my grandma had a rather contentious relationship with her daughters, but treated my mom with love and respect. I think her daughters (my aunts) were jealous. And the aunt who ransacked the place was the oldest child, so I'd imagine she felt she was owed that stuff. But...even if that's the case you don't trash your mom's place while she's on her deathbed in the hospital. Fuck that.
