As you can imagine, all the stuff I had is no longer with me. By stuff, I am referring to the elaborate files of death certificates, family histories and birth certificates we all keep somewhere. As you can probably surmise, I kept mine in a filing cabinet in a lower drawer.
So when the letter arrived inquiring about my mother's status, I tossed it. Surely......she has been gone a year and a half now.
This is the third letter, so I figured they really wanted to know. Lo and behold! She had a policy that named me a beneficiary! Go figure.
Of course I will share with my brother. Of course, after all, he did send me chocolate covered strawberries for Christmas!
QUILTS AND DOGS We are back in the house since the Aug 2016 flood. Dogs are great and I am back to doing the quilting thing. Join us on our new journey in a "new" house.
It's interesting how now is the time you find out, right when you could use a pick-me-up, no?
ReplyDeleteI hope that it didn't affect you the way I am affected every time a strange letter arrives about my parents: I have a small panic attack. Every time. Ah, moving on: the happy news is that there's a little stash cash coming!
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