When I was 13 years old, my mother found out my father was having an affair and he got the other woman pregnant.
After this came out, my father confessed he was in love with the other woman and wanted to leave my mother. She obviously heartbroken and didn’t know what to do. We had moved to and since my father was the breadwinner of the family I had to move with him.
But it was like his never there, He attempted to keep a relationship with me, but ultimately his new family was “his priority” as he said. Tough to understand for a 13 year old, but whatever. If he didn’t want me, I wasn’t going to need him so my mother and I moved on.
But the only way we were able to move on was with the help of my grandmother. My father’s mothers. She always loved us and was appalled with what her son had done to us. He stopped seeing her as well for the most part. We became very close over the years. Seeing each other for special occasions and holidays while her son was nowhere to be found. She even helped my mom out monetarily when we needed it too.
Unfortunately, the years caught up with her and she developed colon cancer. Advanced late stage. Her decline was rapid. Within a few months, she was in hospice. Days before she passed, she asked me to call her son to come to see her as she knew her time was coming. He’d only been to see her a couple of times since she had gotten sick. When he came by, I was visiting as we did every few days and he acted like I was some random person.
Grandma asked him to come back tomorrow, but he said he’d be back in a few days. She passed 4 days later without him coming back despite my calls and texts to come.
She went peacefully with me and my mom by her side. That was hard. I miss her every day. She was my guardian angel most of my life and I know she continues to watch over me.
After the services, (where my father did show up and made a big scene and made it about himself) we were contacted by her lawyer. Unbeknownst to everybody, she left me her house and a good amount of money. $200,000. No idea she did that, but in the will, there was a note to me from her that said: “You are worth it. Love Grandma”
Also in her will, she left my father exactly $1 as his inheritance.
When he found out, he went ballistic. Blowing up my phone all the time. Demanding I give him “his house and his money.”
His new wife and his son were messaging me a lot and his son was writing on social media that I manipulated my grandmother.
My father apologized and said he was under a lot of stress because he’s in debt. That made me feel bad. Like maybe I should give him something.
I’ve thought about it a lot and I don’t think I’m going to share anything with him and I kind of think that makes me a jerk because it seems like they really do need it. But on the other hand… he reap what he sow.
I don’t know…. What should I do