I found a voice memo on Eamon’s old phone while backing up photos. It was dated eight months before he passed. I almost didn’t listen—but I’m so glad I did.
“Hey babe,” his voice crackled through. “Just wanted to let you know—I updated the policy today. Everything goes to you and the kids.
Don’t let my family talk you into anything else. I love them, but… you know how they can be. I trust you to do what’s right.
Love you.”
I dropped the phone. I cried for an hour. Not just because of the message—but because I finally felt seen.
Validated. Like he was still watching out for us. I gave the voice memo to my lawyer.
The case was dropped a week later. Lurleen hasn’t spoken to me since. I’m okay with that.
It took time, but I paid off the house, opened college savings accounts, and started working part-time again. Not because I had to, but because I wanted to feel normal again. You think you know people.
Grief changes them. Or maybe it just reveals who they really are. Here’s what I learned:
Never assume someone will do right by you—even if they’re family.
Protect yourself. Put it in writing. And most importantly, don’t feel guilty for honoring what you know to be true, even when others try to twist it.
To anyone dealing with a loss and the messy aftermath that can follow—stay strong. You’re not alone.
