My husband died in January. Since then l have been very busy and became very distressed at the sheer volume of adminustration l have had to deal with. My husbands estate was complex.,That part is more or less over bar the massive filing task and one or two loose ends.My next task is to make a new will and try and prepare things so our children dont have the same stress when l am gone. They are both young adults but are very different and have squabbled with eachother all their lives . Our son is laid back and last minute and could care less what his sister thinks. Our daughter finds her brother irritating beyond measure as she is proactive and organised like her Dad whom she adored. I have accepted that l cant control what will happen when l am no longer here to referee but our sad ,disjointed family is so upsetting. I look back at photos of us four at Xmas when the children were small and l weep for us all. Their Dad was wonderful, so hard working and capable and easy going . A lovely man who just wanted us to be happy. Our son is ok with a wife and small baby. Our daughter is back home with me ,working from home in a job she hates with no social life and no partner missing her Dad but trying really hard to keep going. I am sad for both of us. I have wandered off topic. My latest problem is there being no physical evidence my husband ever existed. He was cremated at his request , at least we had a proper funeral. Later, l drove 300 miles on my own with his ashes which were scattered by his Mum and brother where his fathers ashes had been scattered 15 years ago, again it was his request. Every time l try to think of him l see those ashes on the wet grass on a bleak February day. Where is he , how can there be nothing left ?
