Sweet inheritance story

(Picture and story different earnings though)

Few years ago my moms friend moved back to our hometown. I call her auntie. Soon after auntie moved back she found out that her middle school teacher (who then was in her eighties) lived two blocks down the street.

The teacher had never been married and did not have children of her own. She lived alone by herself and had a hired helpers who came during different hours of the day to do the household chores.

Auntie then decided that she would visit her teacher every Sunday rain or shine and spend the day with her. This became their thing and went on for a few years. Three years ago I had the pleasure of meeting this sweet lady in her home. She offered me sweets and snacks and was so happy to have a new visitor. Her eyes sparkled with joy.

The same year one Sunday when auntie was visiting her, the teacher complained of a slight chest pain. The ambulance was called and she was rushed into the emergency room. On the way to the emergency room, the teacher held my auntie's hand and said thank for being there for me. She then took off the diamond earrings that she was wearing handed it over to my auntie and said this is a little token of my appreciation for everything that you have done for me over the years dear, I want you to have it. Later that day she died of an heart attack.

I cant get over the fact that in the midst of the pain and chaos the teacher took the time to thank auntie for her kindness and how much she cherished those Sunday visits.

 

 

This is the sweetest story I have ever heard of inheritance.

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