Time To Heal

Well, a lot has happened since the previous posts. In the midst of the grieving process and adjustments, some pretty horrible things have happened and I've begun to 2nd guess ways that my dad's demise could have been prevented. Since I was only around my dad for brief intervals and noted severe declines in his faculties each time, I've wondered why his wife, around him everyday (when she wasn't entrenched in her other responsibilities) did not make more notice of the situation and make efforts to seek professional assistance long before my demands to do so. It has made me question her loyalty to him and perhaps even put blame at her feet. Is she wholly or in part to blame for a wrongful death? I think she is, especially after learning that my dad had left no will and that she wants the entirety of his estate for herself. Did my dad really not leave a will? Upon vowing to fight for it on the grounds of certainty that my dad would not want me to have nothing, she has placed us in adversarial roles and created animosity where there should be none. Her viscous remarks and comments were unnecessary and way out of line. At least the house, with her allowed to live in it rent free for the remainder of her life, would be in order as I lived in that house with my mom and dad from 11 years to after college in 1982. How could she not believe that I should have the house? How could she attempt to taint the close loving relationship that my dad and I enjoyed? How dare she, who came into my family with nothing but two problematic children, one of which spent the past 15 years in prison expect to have ALL of that which was my dad's (and some of which was my mom's too)?