The Cold, Hard Truth
My father and mother had a very bitter marriage towards the end of his life. He had a long-running affair with another married co-worker and got her pregnant before he passed. He was planning to leave mom, skip the country, and move to Canada to start a new life with her. They had a house picked out and all. He had moved out and was living with his co-worker when he suddenly had a heart attack.
Divorce papers were never filed, no separation. They were in the process of moving all that to the courts. But on paper, they were still happily married. Now, me and my siblings are already out of home, our youngest sibling is 19 and is in college. I work for a tech company and I’m currently back in my hometown helping my mom manage his estate.
Well, my mom was hurt and petty and marked his gravestone as “In loving memory of John Doe, son, husband, father, and adulterer.” My dad’s family and his pregnant partner are mad and want me to fix it. I personally think it’s fine, that’s who he was. He was all of those things. And since it’s my mom’s plot, I can’t do anything.