After Alice’s grandfather passed away, she was shocked to learn that he had left everything to her brothers, even though he was closest to her. However, after paying a visit to the old barn she had inherited, she stumbled upon something that would change her and her family’s lives forever.
Alice was the only daughter of her parents and had two older brothers, Jake and Ashton. Her parents both worked on cruise ships in their younger years, which often required them to travel a lot.
Alice’s parents wanted stability for their children, so they made an agreement with the children’s grandfather, Bill, agreeing that the children would stay with him when they were away at work. As a result, Alice and her brothers spent much time with their grandfather growing up.
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Alice loved her grandfather dearly, and over the years, they built a solid relationship. It was not a grandfather and granddaughter relationship, but they were actual friends. Even after Alice’s parents had found stay-home jobs in the country, Alice still visited Bill on a regular.
Alice would discuss everything with her grandfather. He would tell her all his stories about his adventures over the years and his hard but joyful upbringing. Alice would tell him all of her dreams and the things she hoped to achieve in her life.
Unfortunately, Alice’s grandfather eventually passed on. This completely shattered Alice’s heart and brought her world tumbling. Losing her grandfather seemed to have changed everything for her.
Alice understood that he was of ripe age and had lived a long, fruitful life, and had passed away peacefully, but it didn’t make the pain any easier to bear. Her grandfather had become a friend she could count on, someone she could argue and laugh with.
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The time soon came for the family to address Bill’s will. Their grandfather had left most of everything to his grandchildren, so the meeting was between Alice, Jake, Ashton, and Bill’s lawyer, Lawrence. They all sat in Lawrence’s office as he explained who would get what.
“How could someone who brought such warmth and life suddenly be so cold and lifeless in a single moment?”
Jake and Ashton were eager to learn what they stood to gain as Lawrence read and explained their grandfather’s final wishes.
“Okay. So, what did he leave for us?” Jake asked impatiently.
“Yeah, what do I get?” Ashton added.
“Hold on. We’ll get there. I just want you to understand what your grandfather left behind. So, the estate of…” Lawrence started.
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Lawrence and her brother’s words faded into the background as Alice was engulfed by her thoughts. She sat there stoically, reliving the trauma of losing one of the people closest to her.
She remembered her mother’s bitter weeping when the doctor announced that her father was gone. She remembered kissing him for the last time and thinking, “How could someone who brought such warmth and life suddenly be so cold and lifeless in a single moment?”
Alice still had a lot to deal with, and Lawrence’s office was the last place she wanted to be. She still had so many questions. She was happy that her grandfather was at rest, but it didn’t make the pain any easier to digest.
“Something like what? You got left with peanuts, sis’. So much for all those summers at grandpa’s.”
“Alice, do you understand what I just said?” Lawrence asked, everyone now staring at her.
“Uhm… What?” Alice asked, snapping out and coming back to reality.
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“I said, the house will be going to your brothers. Bill left you the barn where his farm used to be. The farm itself was foreclosed, as you know. However, somehow your grandfather managed to make it independent from the property. So, you will have access to it even after it was repossessed,” Lawrence explained.
“Wow! A whole barn,” Jake said with a scoff as Ashton broke into laughter.
“Uhm… I strongly suggest you look into trying to salvage what you can from it. It won’t be much, but if you could at least make a deal with the new owners of the land, I’m sure you should be able to get something out of it,” Lawrence said empathetically.
“Something like what? You got left with peanuts, sis’. So much for all those summers at grandpa’s,” Ashton said as he and Jake erupted into laughter again.
Alice, unable to hold back her tears, grabbed her stuff and rushed out.
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“Oh, come on, Alice. We were just having a laugh,” Jake yelled as Alice exited.
Alice didn’t care much for Bill’s assets. What really tugged at her heartstrings was that this made her question her relationship with her grandfather. Her brothers had barely spent as much time with him or loved him as she did.
Alice’s grandfather also knew how financially strained she was compared to her brothers. She would have hoped he may have considered this as well. If Alice had inherited the house, she might have at least had a place to stay without paying rent.
The house wasn’t in the best of conditions. It was old and dilapidated. However, if Jake and Ashton worked on it, they could make a good profit from it. Alice, on the other hand, didn’t have much to work with.
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While she was slightly offended that she received practically nothing as the only person who sincerely loved her grandfather, she tried not to let it get the best of her.
“So, what do you say, guys? Can I stay at the house for a bit? Just until I get my situation sorted out.”
She was still rich in the memories she shared with her grandfather, and she couldn’t let material possessions get in the way of that. In the end, her grandfather showed Alice he loved her while he was alive; she didn’t need anything more than that.
Alice was a hard and determined worker. Her financial troubles came as a result of a failed business due to forces that were beyond her control. She was tirelessly working at getting back on her feet, but it seemed that all her efforts were in vain.
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She decided she would try to reach out to her brothers. Perhaps they would be open to letting her stay at the house until she got back on her feet. That way, she could save money on rent and try to put the pieces of her life together. So, she set out to meet with Jake and Ashton over lunch, and things did not go as she had hoped.
“So, what do you say, guys? Can I stay at the house for a bit? Just until I get my situation sorted out,” Alice asked, sitting across from her brothers at a diner.
“I don’t know, Alice. It seems to me like you might be asking for a lot,” Jake said.
“Yeah. Why don’t you crash at the barn until you’re good,” Ashton said, high-fiving his brother with a cheeky chuckle.
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“This is not a joke, guys. Please, I really need your help on this. Please!” Alice pleaded.
“Okay, okay. All jokes aside. This is what you can do. We’ll let you stay there. You’ll just have to pay rent,” Ashton said impassively.
“Pay rent? What’s the use of moving in there if I’ll be paying rent?” Alice
“I mean, we can try to give you a little family discount,” Jake said.
“It’s a good offer, little sis’,” Ashton added.
“Thank you for nothing, guys. So much for family,” Alice said, getting up and leaving.
“It’s either that or the barn Alice,” Jake yelled, chuckling as he and Ashton high-fived again.
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Alice realized that she truly was on her own now. She was growing weary of pondering on her financial troubles. She needed a break from it all. She needed to get away, just for a moment.
Alice decided she’d go and visit the barn. It had been forever since she was there. At one point, she and her grandfather spent so much time there.
As Alice drove up what used to be the farm’s driveway, she looked at the vast empty grasslands and wondered how things happened to change so quickly. At one point, this was a lively, rich, green farm teeming with crops. And now, just like her grandfather, it was lifeless and no longer there.
Alice pulled up to the barn and walked into it. It was in pretty bad condition. Alice reminisced on back when her grandfather’s farming business was still running.
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How she would play hide and seek with her grandfather in the barn, and it would be such a nuisance for his workers, but they could never complain because he was the boss.
Alice laughed to herself as she looked around, the memories flooding back. At that moment, it hit her. Her grandfather left her so much more than she could have ever asked for. All the memories, lessons, time, and love shared were more than any material possession he could have given her.
Alice realized that what actually made the barn valuable were the memories shared there. As she looked up to the hayloft, she saw one of her grandfather’s favorite hiding spots. She decided she’d go up and look for him just one last time.
Alice knew she was being a little silly, but it felt right. As she climbed the ladder, it began to shatter, throwing her to the ground and pulling down a part of the hayloft with it.
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Alice was a bit shaken up, but she wasn’t hurt. She recalled something falling from her grandfather’s hiding spot as the hayloft broke. So she went to look for it amongst the rubble. As she searched through the rubble, she came across a black bag.
Alice opened the bag and what was inside left her shocked. Inside the bag were wads of cash with a note on top of it. The note read:
“To my dear, sweet Alice. If you are reading this, then I guess you found me again. I was never good at hide and seek.
I left you this barn so you could rebuild my failed business. Unlike your brothers, I know you dearly loved this farm and me. This is your home. This money I have saved over the years should help you get the farm and business back up. I know you can do it.
Love,
Your grandpapa.”
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When Alice finished reading the note, she was in tears. She wished she could have had more faith in her grandfather. However, she was also overjoyed at the opportunity she had been given. She finally knew that he wasn’t really gone. He was still with her. Otherwise, how would she have ever thought to seek him again?
That year Alice put all her efforts and the money she had been giving into reviving the farm. She bought back the farm, shut down her business, and moved to the farm. After many months of hard work, she finally earned her first earnings.
By the time the next harvest season came around, the farm was famous and highly successful. And when her brother’s heard about it, they were filled with regret. They had never actually taken time to work on the house they had inherited, and by the time they wanted to, it was too late.
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The house was a dump, and they could only get peanuts for it. To make matters worse, things weren’t going too well for them in their careers either. They decided to ask Alice for help shamefully. However, unlike them, she gracefully provided for them and comforted them in their troubles.
What can we learn from this story?
- Greed is not rewarded. Jake and Ashton’s greed ended up coming back to bite them. However, because of Alice’s kind heart, they were not left stranded in the end. She treated them how she wished they would have treated her.
- Don’t let your circumstances determine who you are or will become. Alice could have easily treated her brothers how they had treated her, but she handled the situation with grace and mercy. She could have also easily given up on getting her life back together, but she kept resilient, hoping for better.
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I Chose an Old Photo Album Instead of $10,000 My Grandpa Left as His Inheritance — Its Secret Changed My Life
When my parents and grandmother died in a car accident, Grandpa stepped in to raise us, binding our shattered family with love and wisdom. Little did I know, years later, his will would present a choice that would test our bonds and reveal a hidden secret, changing everything.
The day my parents and grandmother died in a car accident was the worst day of my life. Jacob, Megan, Luke, Beth, and I were left in the care of Grandpa. He stepped up without hesitation, his quiet strength holding us together.
“I won’t let you kids go through this alone,” he said, hugging us all. “We’re family, and we’ll get through this.”
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Grandpa became everything to us. He was our rock, our guide. But it was in the library that he and I truly bonded.
The others were busy with their lives: Jacob with his business schemes, Megan with her career, Luke with his carefree lifestyle, and Beth following Megan like a shadow.
“Grandpa, why do you love these old books so much?” I asked one evening as we restored a tattered volume.
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“Books are like people, Lindsey,” he replied, his eyes twinkling. “They carry stories and wisdom. They deserve care and respect.”
We spent hours in that library, losing ourselves in stories and memories. The smell of old paper and ink became a part of me, just like Grandpa’s gentle wisdom.
Years passed, and our family dynamics shifted. Jacob became more materialistic, always talking about investments and profits. Megan climbed the corporate ladder, hardly looking back. Luke drifted through life, and Beth clung to Megan’s coat-tails. But Grandpa and I remained close, our bond growing stronger.
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One evening, as we finished a particularly old book, Grandpa sighed. “You’re different from your siblings, Lindsey. You value what’s truly important.”
His words stayed with me, a quiet affirmation of our shared values. While the others pursued wealth and status, I found contentment in simpler things, especially the time with Grandpa.
Then, one fateful night, everything changed. Grandpa’s health declined rapidly, and we knew the end was near. My siblings came over, but their visits were perfunctory, more out of duty than love.
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“Just make sure the will is in order,” Jacob muttered to Megan, not realizing I could hear.
I spent those final days by Grandpa’s side, holding his hand, whispering stories, and reading to him from our favorite books. His passing was peaceful, but the void he left felt insurmountable.
At the reading of the will, we were all tense. Grandpa had left each of us a choice: $10,000 or a photo album filled with family memories. My siblings scoffed at the album.
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“Lindsey, you’re not seriously considering that, are you?” Jacob sneered. “It’s just sentimental junk.”
But I knew better. I chose the album, feeling a deep connection to Grandpa’s legacy. My siblings chose the money, their eyes gleaming with greed.
“You always were the sentimental one,” Megan said, rolling her eyes.
I ignored their taunts, holding the album close. It felt like a piece of Grandpa, something real and lasting. Little did I know, it held more than memories; it held a secret that would change everything.
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“You’re crazy, Lindsey,” Luke said. “Ten grand could set you up for a while.”
“It’s not about the money,” I replied, opening the album. “It’s about what it represents.”
The siblings laughed, shaking their heads. But as I turned the pages, I felt a strange comfort. The photos brought back floods of memories, moments of joy, love, and Grandpa’s wisdom. Then, tucked behind a photo of Grandpa and me in the library, I found a letter and a check for $100,000.
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“Oh my word,” I whispered, my hands trembling. The letter, written in Grandpa’s neat script, read:
My Dearest Lindsey,
If you are reading this, it means you chose the photo album, just as I knew you would. This album holds the memories of our precious time together, the moments we shared that were more valuable to me than anything else in this world.
You have always been the light in my life, especially in my final days when you cared for me with such love and devotion. Your kindness and strength have been a source of immense pride for me. I wanted to give you something that would remind you of the bond we shared, something that would carry forward our legacy.
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Enclosed with this letter is a check for $100,000. This is my final gift to you, to help you continue your journey and pursue your dreams. Use it wisely, and remember that I will always be with you in spirit, guiding you and cheering you on.
Thank you for being my rock, for understanding the true value of our memories, and for choosing love over material wealth. You are, and always will be, my precious granddaughter.
With all my love,
Grandfather
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Tears streamed down my face. He had known. He had always known. I felt a surge of love and gratitude, mixed with a sense of vindication. My siblings, who had mocked me, were oblivious to this final gift of Grandpa’s love.
“What are you crying about?” Beth asked, peering over my shoulder.
I quickly folded the letter and slipped it into my pocket. “Nothing. Just memories.”
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As the days passed, I pondered what to do with the money. Grandpa had always taught us the value of giving back. Inspired, I decided to start a foundation in his name, dedicated to helping educate children who had lost their parents, just like we had.
When I told my siblings about my plan, they were shocked.
“Why would you do that?” Jacob asked, incredulous. “You could invest it, make more money.”
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“Because it’s what Grandpa would have wanted,” I replied firmly. “It’s about honoring his legacy.”
They didn’t understand, but it didn’t matter. I knew in my heart that this was the right thing to do. As I worked on setting up the foundation, I felt Grandpa’s presence guiding me, his love and wisdom still with me.
Meanwhile, my siblings faced their own struggles. Jacob’s investments went sour, Megan’s career hit a snag, Luke’s carefree lifestyle caught up with him, and Beth, without Megan to follow, felt lost. Their pursuit of material wealth had led them to empty successes.
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In a twist of fate, they came to me for help. Their pride had been humbled, and they saw the value in what I was doing. I agreed to help, but with a condition: they had to contribute to the foundation.
“This is about more than just money,” I said. “It’s about family, about giving back. It’s what Grandpa wanted.”
Reluctantly, they agreed. Through working together, they began to see the true value of love, compassion, and family.
The foundation flourished, helping countless children and bringing new meaning to my life. Every time I saw a child’s face light up with hope, I felt Grandpa’s presence.
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As the months passed, our family began to heal. We worked together, not just for the foundation but to rebuild our fractured relationships. The siblings who once mocked my choices now respected them, seeing the wisdom in Grandpa’s teachings.
One sunny afternoon, I visited Grandpa’s grave. The cemetery was quiet, the air filled with the scent of blooming flowers. I knelt by his tombstone, tracing the letters of his name.
“Hi, Grandpa,” I whispered. “I hope you’re proud of us. We’re trying our best to live by your values.”
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I felt a gentle breeze, almost as if he were responding. I smiled, knowing that his spirit would always be with me, guiding me.
As I stood up, I looked around the cemetery, feeling a sense of peace and fulfillment. The foundation was thriving, my siblings were learning the true value of love and family, and I had found my purpose.
And in that moment, I knew that true wealth wasn’t in money or material possessions, but in the connections we cherish and the values we uphold. Grandpa had taught me that, and it was a lesson I would carry with me forever.
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