Anger

I am so frustrated at him and angry at his wife. My dad worked hard for 64 years before he died. He fought himself out of desperate poverty~where he would hide at lunch because he didn't have one~to become a home owner and come into his marriage with enough money to buy 7 acres outright. He was married less than four years when he died and she got everything. Everything. She even was giving away his golf clubs before I stepped in and asked for them.

Upon his diagnosis, I am told, he was most worried about me and what would happen to me. He knew that I didn't have siblings and much family, he wanted to know that I would be emotionally (and financially) taken care of. His wife reassured him that I was family and not to worry. He didn't.

It has been two years since his death and my kids don't even know who his wife is. Augie hasn't even been acknowledged by her. I am just so disgusted I can't even see straight.

Her lack of compassion and empathy sickens me.