Whatever floats your boat...
After the confrontation between 'C' and my brother and other relatives, 'C' was forced into returning
my Mother's jewelry. Some of the pieces still missing, but I was unaware of this, and didn't care, my
Mom having passed just a week before. 'C' had the disgusting gall to call me in the midst of my mourning
to make me promise to sell her a specific piece of jewelry if I did decide to sell any, her voice
shaking with rage. I think I promised to do it just to shut her up. She hadn't even returned the
jewelry at that point. When she did return it, she left it at my door with one of my aides.
A few days later, another aunt, I'll call her 'D', came over and said: "you asked me to watch over your
Mother's jewelry, remember?" I was still so lost over my Mother's passing, I said ok, and she took what
was left away. You may well shake your head at this, but I really didn't care about anything at that
point. She also took the keys to my Mom's car. Over the last year and a half, 'D' would call me at various
points: "I gave one of the gold necklaces to my grandson 'M' I gave my daughter L' some of the costume
jewelry. I took some of the diamonds..." Slowly but surely, 'D' was steaing the remainder of my inheritance.
I told my brother about this, but he said that I might need 'D's' help sometime. What help? She made me
some meals, very expensive meals as it turns out Previously I had trusted 'D'. Why? I can't remember.
Finally, a few months ago, on the day of the unveiling for my Mother, when we got back to my place
from the cemetary, I saw 'D' take some antique glassware that was my Mom's, out of a cabinet, bring
it over to her daughter, and whisper, (but not as quiet as she thought: "we've got to get these downstairs".
She was plotting to steal more of my inheritance on THE DAY OF MY MOTHER'S UNVEILING!! That
week I called 'D' telling her I wanted my Mother's jewelry back. She argued with me about what little
value it had. It took about four weeks of calls for me to get what was left back. I did not fight about
what she had stolen. Even writing this is causing me tachycardia, and I don't want to get a stroke.
One day I will call my family out on all this, but I need to feel strong, and I don't right now.
There are people with no conscience in this world. I will never sink to their level.