It started on Tuesday night with a 10 pm phone call letting me know that my grandmother had died. I was pretty close to her and called her every week. DH had called her that morning and was the last family member to talk to her. She passed away in her sleep. Was pretty trying to get things straightened out and ready for us to go down for the funeral. Got down there and was asked to be a pall bearer. I agreed along with DH and DS. I was the only granddaughter to do it. DH and I bought the casket spray, which we were glad to do. I got a call from one sister to tell me what was going on and was warned that sister #2 might call me. Sister #2 and I have not spoken in quite a few years, since she called me a liar and told me I was super fat. She called asking me what grandma's favorite flower was, I was nice and told her. I was warned that my mother was sick with pnuemonia. We were asked to leave early by my sister, my father and mother. We had planned to stay til Monday because the family wanted to go through the house together and everyone could say whay they wanted and if there was a dispute it could be settled then. We left today. Last night I walked outside with my mother and she told me that today we would go over to the house get the bed I was promised and she would kiss me good bye and we could go home. That floored me because I wasn't expecting that. Went to the cemetary this morning and on the way back we saw my uncle and DH at grandma's house. Sister #2 was driving and cut across 2 lanes of traffic to make the turn to the house, lucky we didn't get into a wreck. What was happening is grandma had promised me these custom made wardrobes that had been made by a family friend, I have always loved them. The guys were there to see if they could be taken apart and how we could get them out. They can be gotten out luckily. My uncle who is in charge asked me what else I would like to have. we had talked the day before about a few other things. So I was given first pick, which ticked off my sisters and mother. I asked for things I had already asked grandma about and she said I could have. Got the mixing bowl I remember her teaching me to make pies in, the little glass bowls she always gave me her homemade applesauce, I kept a coffe cup and saucer the one I remember her always drinking her coffee in, a glass serving bowl she always used and her new set of dinner ware. I wasn't asking for a ton of stuff and actually gave up some stuff that was mine, but I just didn't want a big family fight. My aunt pulled me aside and told me that the family was unhappy with me for the things I had picked. I had taken each item and asked them if anybody wanted it first. They all said no, if one had said yes then I would have probably given it to them. Right now I'm pretty sad and depressed. I miss my grandma.