The Sum Total.
Today I cashed a check that was supposedly all that I was due to inherit from my late Mother's Estate, BUT its nothing more, really, than a drop in the bucket to what is actually due!
Earlier today I went to my bank here in Dallas and cashed a check I received from Mutual of Omaha in concern of my late Mother’s Estate.
I’ve well-documented here my troubles and my continued grief behind Mom’s death. Although I am nowhere near better I am improving. Day by day.
In any case though I was reading through the letter, and I’ll gladly post it here for you guys to look at, but I was looking over the informal letter from MOO and couldn’t help but think, “is this truly the sum total of my Mother’s life”?
My Mom was no slouch! She worked hard. Played by the Rules. Made a Home and Family for Dad. Asking for very little, but, certainly, demanding what she had earned and was rightfully entitled to in her 74 years of life. And it pissed me off! Especially, after all that My Family and I have gone through in relation to Mom's untimely and completely unexpected demise earlier this year.
We didn’t ask for this! We asked for Mom. And Mom in turn asked for Life. Even after she lost the love of her life in Dad! Yet all I could get, all my siblings could get, was a touch over $1k USD. I guess I should be grateful, BUT I am really not! In fact I’m angry. Very angry. Still pissed. Still aggrieved. Processing all of that accordingly. There’s a lot I’d really and truly love to do in the nature of revenge for Mom’s demise, but the Laws of Our Land and International Laws won’t allow or permit what I have in mind, truly, for a whole lot of people because they dropped the ball when it came to Mom. The only thing I can do is work through my pissivity and grief, channel that into writings here and elsewhere, and SPEAK OUT for the good of ALL humankind to ALWAYS be prepared for the eventuality of death. I am reminded of a line from an old movie, a Western, starring the late, great Paul Newman called, “Hombre” — "We all die. Its just a question of when..." Watch!
Classic! It was one of Dad’s all-time favorite movie lines. And, for him, became a kind of signatory of his life. But not Mom! Mom wanted to live. Yes, she had health problems. Who doesn’t? Yes, she’d seen a lot of better days in her life, but 74 years of age, in the grand scheme of things, isn’t very old. Even though the Bible clearly guarantees those of us who know and love the Lord Jesus Christ as their Savior that, Psalms 90:10.
Mom was in no hurry to die though! She wanted to live. With absolutely everything in her she wanted to live! Yes, she missed Dad, profoundly and profusely missed Dad, but NO she was in no hurry to die, but in the grand scheme of things shouldn’t a person want more, much more, for the members of their family than a little over $1k USD each? Really? Seriously? Like can you afford it Mutual of Omaha and Company? Its a lot I know, it may put the shareholders and powerbrokers of your company at great financial risk if you add another few ones on the front end, huh? The trees alone that were sacrificed for formal letters/packages, phone calls, voicemails, etc. etc., I guess, had to be paid, sure, and then there’s the whole, "death and taxes" thing. So there is that!
But still in all, Man, $1k!? That all? That scan? Mom was supremely educated. A hard worker. A voter. A tax payer. A contributing and fully functional member of society, and yet, all Mutual of Omaha and Company could manage was $1k. Shit! Pisses me the hell off.
DEO VINDICE ET SIC SEMPER TYRANNIS!!!