The sudden departure of my husband knocked me down, and when I saw his will, I completely lost the gift of speech.

In the vast majority of cases wife's will Transferring all assets and assets to one person. Sometimes adult children, close relatives and, perhaps, reliable friends can get on this list. The last will is not formed from the velvet bay, it is approached responsibly and with understanding.



The loss of a breadwinner always negatively affects the internal state of the whole family. Morally, it's very hard. Materially - and even worse, because in an instant the usual way of life turns upside down. We can only hope for the best. What if there is no will?

My husband and I grew up in the same city, even in the same neighborhood. We went to the same school. Only I'm 2 grades younger. Of course, at this age we had no relationship, we did not even communicate. Only then, through mutual acquaintances, we learned that this fact, it turns out, was in its time.

Kolya went to the Polytechnic, and I went to the Pedagogical. We evolved in different ways. He's a private tech lover. As long as I remember him, I always loved soldering, repairing equipment, doing some kind of chips. I've never seen my life without art. She learned music and studied solfeggio. Different people, you say. So opposites attract.

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Our first meeting took place on my girlfriend’s birthday. The times were simple and uncomplicated, so no modern parties were arranged by ordinary guys. But to give a gift, spend time and somehow expand the circle of acquaintances is not difficult. Kolya first spoke to me, and then offered to take me home.

Starting a relationship is always easy and fun. We talked, learned a lot about each other, walked. I told you what was interesting to me, and Nicholas shared his interests. I liked that he was an easy person. If we had to change the subject, we could talk about something completely different. It was evident that in childhood he was given a good upbringing and accompanied by a broad outlook.

After 10 months, of course, we got married. I never thought there would be someone else in my life. My husband filled me, there were no other desires. Soon a daughter was born. Kolya admitted that he can no longer live life so lightly. You need to look for a good job, the family demanded full commitment.

Thirty years ago, you could be a very good specialist and make a living. Everyone knew that. So Kolya went into business. Buying cheaper, selling more expensive. Love for the exact sciences remained only as a hobby. You had to make a living. I also gave up my aspirations and began to help my husband. My daughter grew up needing nothing. But we were always afraid of losing what we had in a moment. Those were the times.



After 2 years we had a son. We have grown up in this life and become more mature. They could boast even imported diapers, which during that lifetime was a real shortage. We got on our feet, endured 2 terrible periods when money just disappeared from the apartment, opened their own company. Then, when the country began to more or less improve, finally relaxed a little.

Our children grew up, started their families. We could afford to relax abroad, go to restaurants. I went to concerts in dresses brought from other countries. My husband became interested in hunting and riding quad bikes. Health allowed you to feel good and enjoy life to the fullest.

That was the case until recently. The husband began to cough, all the fault of his bad habit, but did not pay attention to it. And then, like a thunderbolt, went to the hospital for a couple of days. He couldn't get out of there. The family's father left us. The children came to say goodbye, crying. My family and friends also expressed their condolences. Our strong family suffered an irreparable loss.



The second blow was the will. Apparently, Kolya suspected that something was wrong with him and even wrote a farewell note, which was always in the safe with the lawyer. In it, he said how much he loved us all, how much he loved us. He said he remembered the most precious moments in his life. And they were all connected to us.

Unexpected news and he also apologized. I apologized for not leaving anything to my daughter, she already has a good husband, an apartment and a car. The son must also forgive him, because we gave him a wonderful education and the necessary knowledge. He's making good money now. But most of the words were addressed to me.

In his will, I also remained at the broken trough. No, my part of the business stayed with me anyway. But half of it, and even some money, was meant for a woman I didn't know. According to her husband, she needed them more. All I had to do was shed tears and wonder what it all meant.



I met Eva. Young, pretty. She said absolutely nothing about herself. No older than his son. She seemed to have no desire to talk to me. I already knew it wasn't fishing. I finally figured out where my husband was going when he spent time with his friends. But why?

What do I do? We've been open to each other all our lives. I'd try to understand. Perhaps not. But to understand, exactly. For what merits can a father leave nothing to his children and his wife in favor of some young “forgiveness”? I don't understand that at all. He could live separately for his own pleasure. Maybe the heart could not withstand the moral pressure.



I don't know what to do now. Maybe I'll go to court. I think my situation is clear and clear as day. Even if I don't succeed, I'll at least find out the history of this lady's relationship with my husband. To be honest, I don’t think she can say anything completely amazing, but living in ignorance, as it turned out, is not for me.