Marie Lee

I found out that what I was going through after my sister, Myrna's death was on April 10th, 2024,. She was the last living person in our family of 5. Now it's just me. We were very close. She was 7 years older than me and treated me so well for 72 years. She was 79. Her kids are estranged from me. I said some pretty mean things after they refused to give me the cause of her death. I just ordered a copy of the death certificate for myself and sent the county all of the required information. I am just hoping that her kids cannot block me from that information. I don't know why they would do that, unless they chose euthanasia to keep her out of misery and think I will blame them. I don't have a problem with that. I would have hated to have her go through that too. I stayed with her for one week about 2 years ago. It was the week of Queen Elizabeth's funeral. She gave me a photograph album of just our childhood photos. I forgot to take It with me. She lived almost 30 miles away and neither of us drove anymore. That's all that I wanted. She was a prolific photographer and had 20 + photo albums of her friends and family. The album that she gave me was just our parents, brother, sister, herself, and me. She had other albums with herself, her husband and kids only. I wasn't in them. Not a problem with me. They refused to let me have it. I am very hurt and went to the ER today as my chest had been hurting since she died. I thought it was my heart. They said it was her death. I am in perfect health. So, I guess my photographs are gone forever. I said some pretty mean things to them so I am no longer accepted as a family member. One of my nephews texted my husband that they never want to hear from me again. Fine with me. I just wanted that photo album. Nothing else.