They tell you to not focus on regrets in life. But one that I have had to live with for almost twenty years still smarts every time. Long story short, my mother had initially left me her house but when my siblings found out, especially my sister, chaos reigned. I often joke to people that the ink was not yet dry on my mother's will when I had her change her will to split the selling of the property between us.
A standard white wood clapboard house with brown trim sat here before it was demolished. A house that was practically worth nothing compared to today's housing market. My childhood home. the property sold for $75,000 - split between four people. Do the math. And now the land is for sale. This is extremely heartbreaking to see. 💔
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