At my grandmother’s funeral, I watched my mother slip something into the coffin—What I discovered left me stunned

My grandma was everything to me. She was my rock, my greatest support, my best friend. Her passing opened a void nothing could feel. Looking at her coffin, with her hair done as she always wanted, she seemed peaceful, but my heartbreak was so big that I didn’t believe I could ever overcome the pain of never seeing her again.

All of her neighbors and friends were at the funeral home to say their last goodbye to the woman who touched many hearts and impacted many lives.

As I stood there with tears rolling down my eyes, I noticed my mother at the corner of the room. She was on her phone and acted as though she was about to say goodbye to a complete stranger. I knew she and my grandmother never got along, but her indifference to her own mother’s passing left me stunned.

Mindjolt

At one point, when the place became crowded and I spoke to Mrs. Anderson, who reminded me how much my grandma loved me, I noticed my mother placing something in my grandma’s coffin. I didn’t know of any wishes my grandma had, so I couldn’t possibly assume what it was that my mother slipped inside.

Curiosity got the best of me, so I waited until everyone left before I took the box covered in a blue handkerchief from under my grandma’s dead body.

“I’m sorry, Grandma,” I whispered, touching her cold hand one last time.

Mindjolt

Later that evening, I sat at my grandma’s rocking chair, staring at the package. “What are you hiding, Mom?” I muttered as I slowly untied the frayed thread. Inside were letters, each hand written by my grandmother to my mom.

In them, my grandma was writing that she knew what my did. She knew she was the one who was stealing her money in order to gamble. And in the last one, she wrote that she was leaving everything to me, the house, all her belongings, and the money she had been saving throughout the years.

I froze. This truth I discovered was too painful to handle. Suddenly, the lavish Christmas gifts, the requests to “borrow” my credit card for “emergencies,” and her push to gain power of attorney all took on a sinister light.

The following morning, I called my mom and asked her to meet me at the coffee shop at the corner.

Mindjolt

Seeing me, she smiled. When she took the seat, she tried reaching my hand, but I refuse to touch me. Instead, I placed the pile of letters on the table and told her that if she tried to go after my grandma left me, the truth will be out.

She tried to speak, but I stood and left the place. It turns out that some secrets can’t be buried.

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Monica Pop
Monica Pop
Monica Pop is a senior writer for Bored Daddy magazine covering the latest trending and popular articles across the United States and around the world.

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