Ooops sorry for posting this, but you're my family nowadays, okay>
I got all emotional when an old mate called me from BC (they have different laws in BC from the rest of Canada, I didn't know that...
So just to explain my panic attack (then put it to rest?) My family emigrated to Canada (Toronto) when I was very young. My parents moved back to England after 7 years and I stayed on, I had a career there. Then my parents finally decided to get divorced (they shoulda done it 10 or 20 years earlier). So I moved back to England, they needed me.
My Mum got 50%, as is correct. And she now, in her doddery old age, lives up north in Cheshire. But my Dad decided to move back to Canada to retire. To Vancouver Island. At 70 years of age. There he was bombarded by many women and chose the one who made the best steak & kidney pie and ironed his socks. He was happy for five years, I'm sure it was bliss. I visited 3 times and am very grateful that I was able to see the Pacific. I just don't understand how he managed to marry two nasty wives. Poor old man. But he understood me, of that I'm certain, I tried to explain about females... But I never spoke to him about his will, I respected him too much.
So he left all his money to that disgusting bitch cow (She was horrid to me, she lied to me about the funeral, said there wasn't going to be one... & after that she put an obit in the local paper and neglected his blood family, blabbing about how he died peacefully in her arms. Then she erected a park bench on the Ocean. Fabulous work if you can get it.
F**k I don't know, I'm trying to get over my Dad's death (nearly 4 years ago), but I can't.
I'm supposed to think "Oh but he wouldn't have wanted me to feel this way".
But how ought I to think? I'm fairly certain (It's the only way I can deal with it), that he wouldn't have cut me out of his will & that that cow re-wrote it.
I wasn't there, so I don't know.
It's not about the money really, it's just about how I get over it.
And a friend has gone to BC and is looking up the legals for me. I haven't even a clue about how much he was worth. My Mum got her half in 1980, £200,000 and the house.
We're not talking millions, just my sanity.