This is just a rant. You've been warned...
A year and half ago my ex husband died. It was sudden and tragic, he was just 52. He died from cancer. 10 days from diagnosis to death. My kids loved their father and he loved them dearly, always wanted the best for them.
Enter the second ex wife. A harpy who's dumber than a box of rocks. Her name is Pam. My ex was a trusting soul and didn't see her as the despicable bitch she is until it was too late. Unfortunately there was one not so small detail that slipped past him after he divorced her, that was changing the beneficiary on a significant life insurance policy back to his kids (yes the harpy bitch had convinced him to put her on as a beneficiary, removing his beloved children).
In his defense, he had tried to change the beneficiary on this policy and thought he was successful, but he wasn't. Walt had suffered a closed head injury in 2006 that affected his cognitive ability significantly. He was lost without his post it notes, literally.
After his death, we found out about the error. Pam had no clue, oh she knew he had died, but I'm sure she assumed he'd removed her from every aspect of his life. So we hired a lawyer who felt we had enough evidence to potentially win a suit against her and claim the insurance money. Well yesterday we settled in mediation for 1/2. She was pissed she didn't get the entire amount. I wanted to take her to court, see her lose. I was in this thing for justice, other than getting paid back for the costs I've incurred, I will not benefit financially. My job was to spearhead this quest for justice. My kids are content with the outcome, so why am I having so much trouble accepting this?