If they post picture on FB copy them. Get them printed up.
I have a FB account and rarely use it. I see too much of this kind of thing on it.
Right to no one but you about how you feel and that you hope the people who think bad of you will delete you as a friend, because you don't know who to trust and care about anymore.
I had a horrible stepdad, but his mother WAS my grandmother. There's an aunt, married to one of the sons, who had control of everything. She paid herself millions to care for my grandmother who she put in a home. Built a beautiful house in Aspen. Said my uncle made some good investments. Much have been since neither had worked in decades.
My brothers and sisters got money. I'm gonna brag. I was still the favorite, but the aunt got me written out. My siblings got pocket change since their dad had just died before my grandmother. And the whole family was told my grandmother was supporting my mom. All crap! I didn't care about the money, but there was something she had put away for me and it got sold. Cousins are doing really well with their money, but my siblings are all ill and stuggling. They got less than $100 a piece. A cousin bought a cable company. hmmmm..........musta been on sale.
My mom had enough insurance for a funeral. She didn't want one. She was cremated and wanted us to split the money that was left, but we needed closer and a place to say good bye, so there was a memorial and it was beautiful. My youngest sister and my 2 brothers put it together where I mentioned I wanted it. The rest of the money paid for a storage my mom had for years. The last time I talked to her was 2 days before she died. She begged me to make sure it all stayed safe, in the family and nothing to be sold. My sister paid it off until the money ran out. My youngest brother was always kind of my favorite. His name was on the storage. He wouldn't let anyone pay it. My husband told my sister 3 days before he died, not to worry, he'd pay it and move it. Didn't happen.
Everything that my mom wanted me to have was taken out of her house and put on the curb for anyone who wanted it. My other brother (ok these are on mom's side) needed help, but my dad died 9 days after my mom. I was a mess. Bill was taking care of me. Then Bill died. This brother who needed help was p****d off that I didn't run 100 miles within a week after my husband died to stop everything from happening. My sister was the only one of them to come to my husband's funeral, but I'm trash. Suits me fine. Less to buy at Christmas.
It took me 30 years to find my dad. Only got to go back and visit twice. Four more siblings. Just before my husband died I got an email asking for information. Had no idea what for. They made sure I got my share of an inheritance. I only got a small amount and used it to live on after my husband died (had the only income) but it didn't last long. Came right when I needed it though.
Death brings out the worse in people. You see their real colors and know where you fit in or don't. You know who to watch your back around. Those people aren't worth you making yourself sick over. They had lives they were living without your gramdmother, why were you supposed to give up your responsibilities to make life easier for them.
I hope you get your pictures. I've lost some over the years that can't be replaced, so I understand. Maybe start posting some you have and get them all doing it, Then copy and start ignoring them after that.
OK probably not much help. I tend to ramble. Sorry. Just wanted you to see that it happens a lot and someone can relate.
