My friend is executor for a friend's estate, and has a great attitude about it. She loves that friend's daughter, husband and two daughters, and they struggle with money, so she's hanging tough to try to get the estate fairly settled between the deceased and her ex-wife. The ex-wife is wealthy, and yet being a bit difficult, as a house and business were co-owned. What a blessing my friend can take this off the shoulders of the daughter and her sister, and without rancor or emotion speak for them to receive what they deserve and their mother would have wanted them to have. It's a great gift, totally disinterested, and completely generous.
When someone we love dies we need a person to speak for our interests and to listen to our turmoil of feelings. My friend is filling that role, and also lessening the impact of a mother and grandmother lost. I'm so proud of her and her great heart.
Filling a need and not making a fuss about it: just seeing what must be done and stepping up to the plate. That's true heroism. I just finished reading Rebecca Solnit's book "Hope" and she relates in one chapter how as people were running away from the towers on 9/11 in the midst of an overbearing cloud of debris, a man fell and was being trampled when an elderly woman stopped, grabbed his arm and helped him stand. He feels certain he would have died had she not stopped and offered an arm. She was old, he was young, she was weak, he was fit, but she saved him and they stayed side by side until they were out of danger. She just stopped because she saw a need, even in the middle of terror and chaos. How wonderful!
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