Waiting For Progress

I am still in the process of getting my mother’s estate settled. I’m working with an attorney, ensuring he gets the papers he needs. I recently signed a paper for him to file with the court for him to become head of the estate. He needs papers signed by my brother’s ex-wife since the grandchildren will receive money from my mother’s estate as well.

Because of the cold weather there, one of the pipes burst in the basement of my mother’s home. My friend wasn’t in Pennsylvania to do anything about it. I was able to get my mom’s friend – who was her roommate when she passed away – to shut the water off. He’s doing his best to clean up.

The attorney called me yesterday. He wants to get the auctioneer out there to weatherize the house. I also told him that the mortgage was not being paid. It sounds like he will call the mortgage company sometime next week.

It’s close to four months since my mom passed away. That’s not a long time at all, but it is when it comes to bills. I feel a desperate need for this to move along. No one can pay for repairs to the house or bills.

Victor and I are getting by. We don’t go on vacations. The furthest I’ve been away from San Antonio is Corpus Christi, and we only stayed there for a night. Corpus is around two hours away. It’s about two years since I was last there. The most we do is go to the movies. Or a concert here and there.

I contacted my cousin about what happened when I wasn’t sure if my mom’s friend would shut the water off. She knows the whole situation. I told her that I need help with everything. I am overwhelmed.

She told me that she understood. Her father passed away when she was 25, and she had to go to South Carolina to take care of his estate. She went through a probate judge. She didn’t use a lawyer.

My cousin was 25 in 1996. Things were cheaper in the 90s; travel was cheaper. And while South Carolina is still a bit of a drive, it is closer to Pennsylvania than Texas is.

I am 1,675 miles from Pennsylvania.

Not long after my mom passed away, my cousin called me. She had told me if I needed someone to get papers and other things, just let her know. She said to call her if I ever needed to talk. She told me that I was not alone.

And I feel more alone than I ever have in my life.

I don’t like to ask for help. But I did because I am overwhelmed. I am in over my head. And I felt like I was told no.

I’m not trying to villainize my family; I’m not trying to bash them. I wish the support was there to help with this since I can’t be in Pennsylvania. I wish I wasn’t alone.

I have been praying every day for things to move faster and for the attorney to be appointed head of my mom’s estate. I hope there is more progress soon.