My wife was a corporate lawyer and mediator.

She had very nice work clothes. She was diagnosed with ovarian cancer and passed away after two years. The last six months of her life were really hard. My sister Sarah did nothing to help us during that time.

My wife never liked Sarah. I don’t like her either because she’s selfish. At my wife’s wake, Sarah asked about my wife’s clothes, but I ignored her. She said she wanted a few things to remember my wife by, but I didn’t respond.

Six months later, I went to my mom’s birthday, but I still didn’t feel like dealing with people. Sarah asked me again about my wife’s clothes.

I told her that my wife wanted me to donate them to a women’s shelter she used to help. The clothes would help women who need them for court or job interviews.

Sarah said my wife was selfish even after death. I asked her what she meant, and she started talking about how my wife always thought she was better than her. She said it wasn’t fair that the clothes were going to charity and not to family.

I told Sarah I’d rather burn my wife’s clothes than give them to her. She started crying, and my mom came over to see what happened. My mom told me to go easy on Sarah because she was struggling with my wife’s death.

Hearing that from my mom made me grab my things and leave. My mom acted like I ruined her birthday by being dramatic, but I couldn’t believe they were trying to guilt me over clothes that they have no right to.