Of Wills and Wishes

A comment here. A comment there. Conversations with various people about various things. Thoughts rattling around in my head. I've been thinking maybe I should make some sort of will. No it won't be official or anything. But something, so if anything happens, my loved ones will know what I want and what to do with my stuff.

I watched how badly things could go when grandma (Dad's mom) died and then again when my tata (Mom's dad) died. I'm sure neither one of them would have liked how things had been handled; their kids being of robbed of something I'm sure they would have wnated for them.

Now, I don't know if my Aunt Fita (Mom's aunt) had wishes for her belongs and house, but without a will the family's divi'ing it up amongst themselves. It makes sense, but now and then, you hear complaint of so-and-so taking too much. And then there's the matter of the house. The three remaining siblings own it, but what to do with it. Nana wants it for my Uncle David, her favorite child. And maybe Aunt Fita would have willingly left it for him, who knows. But as put together and smart as Mom says she was, I don't know why she didn't have a will.

With my brother, well obviously he wouldn't have had a will. Who thinks of these things when you're not even 30 and have no real property or possessions of worth? But all the same, there's a room filled with his things that Dad doesn't know what to do with. I mean, I'm sure Josh would want the stuff to be used by someone. As much as he loved games, he'd want someone to enjoy that stuff. Mom wants to go through his things, but we just didn't think she was ready. I keep meaning to suggest to her that we all go through his things together one weekend. But I'm always afraid of setting her off into a sad spell.

Dad comments here and there, "when I'm gone, it'll be left to you," but I dunno if he's ever thought about actually sitting down and writing any sort of will. After seeing the ugly side of a will-less loss, I just hope that doesn't happen later. With Mom, there's no contest. No siblings, no ex's, and Nana or her brothers wouldn't take from me. Not that there's anything to take, apart from her car, which is still not fully paid for (well technically it is, but not really).

I know I don't have much. But still, I wouldn't want my room to be left untouched. I'd want my things to go to people. So I'm thinking, maybe I'll write out a little will of sorts, leave it someplace that I'll tell my loved ones where to find. In it, I can leave my wishes on what to do with me, too. Well, not me. I won't be there, but my body. Something I'll update every year or so as things change.

Kind of a depressing topic, but maybe it's cuz the anniversary is coming up. Yeah, I'm not really looking forward to April this year. Anywho, I hope to have a lighter or maybe even a happier topic for the next post.