So, my grandpa Bob died on Sunday. It's sad, but we weren't incredibly close. I know that he (as do I) had a strong belief in an afterlife. I am at peace with his leaving from this world. That being said, like all dramas- sometimes the most interesting things come out of tragedies:
Nothing screams tacky in the cold, tender face of death like wanting your inheritance before your father is even in the grave... lovely.
Now, to clarify, these are not my aunts/uncles, but Bob's kids from his first marriage. I don't come from that blood line. Thank you much.
Way to go grandma for standing up and saying, "we're not discussing money until January 15th."
That did not go over well. So yes, I think I'll skip the funeral and say some prayers instead.
I will miss you grandpa Bob-
