Hey kids, I have a vent.
My great-grandmother passed away last week. It's sad, but okay. She was in her 90s, and my great-grandpa passed away a few months ago and she missed him terribly during the times she realized what was going on. I feel really lucky to have visited her a couple months ago. It was shortly after her husband passed, and she looked at my wedding photos, and told me I have some very "valuable" pictures, and someday that was all I'd have left. She took my hand and looked at my wedding and engagement rings, then showed me hers and tried to tell me about them. She cried, I cried. It was both heartbreaking and inspiring. I'll never forget that.
Now, on to the people suck part.
I have a large family. When my great-grandpa passed, everything went to his wife, obviously. Now that she's gone, they'll have to read his will and get everything settled. Well, they haven't done that just yet, since grandma's funeral was just the other day. My grandpa and his brother are in charge of all that, and the subject of what to do with great-grandma's rings came up. They agreed that my aunt should get them. She spent a lot of time taking care of my great-grandparents over the years, and she never had a wedding set of her own. She and my uncle married really young on short notice, and they've never really had much money. I think she had a wedding band but it broke years ago.
Well, I just found out from my mom that at my great-grandma's viewing, my dad's cousin cried and convinced her dad to give great-grandma's rings to her before the casket was even closed. She said great-grandma told her she could have them, and my great-uncle had to do something to keep the peace (at the viewing of all things), so there they went.
It just turns my stomach. I get it, people are upset. I get that. It's sad and people want something to hold onto. But... honestly... to approach my great-uncle and get hysterical and beg for her wedding rings
right there in the funeral home?
I am humiliated by association. Apparently, class doesn't run in my family.
Sorry for all the so-and-so's such-and-such and great-whatevers. I have a big family, as I mentioned. They are also very loud, have very big personalities, and TONS of drama at all times. My life could be a movie. I'm thinking a romantic comedy, but a friend of mine said it's more like a sitcom- i.e. Everybody Loves Raymond. I can't disagree with that.