Loss Of My BrotherIt's been one month since I lost my brother . There are lots of things I want to share, but what is on my mind right now is....
The mother of the children left my brother 4 years ago. She moved out because she had met another man. She's the kind of mom who lost weight and decided to relive her youth as my brother took care of their boys. Months would go by without the children spending a single night with their mom. Over the last few years, I lost most of my respect for her. Here's an example, I took my nephews on a Thanksgiving vacation and didn't hear from her once, not to check on the boys, or even to say thank you.
Anyways, upon my brother's passing, she, still on title of the house my brother lived in, decided to lock my sister and I out of the house because "everything belongs to the boys". My sister and I weren't allowed to help dismantle his home. She and her crappy friends did it. They stole from us a very important part of grieving, a chance to reconnect with faded memories of our lives growing up together as siblings (my brother kept everything).
What kind of person can do such things????