Just buried my husband, flying home with our daughter at 5:00 p.m. Please pick us up from the airport.”My sister replied,

“Get an Uber. We’re busy.”

Mom added,

“Sorry, we’re celebrating your sister’s birthday party tonight.”Dad wrote,

“You should have planned better.”

Brother added,

“Not our problem.”When I landed with my grieving 8-year-old daughter, we had to take a taxi in the rain.

At home, I found out they posted photos of the party online, laughing and drinking while I was burying my husband.

When I confronted them the next day, my father slapped me hard.Stop ruining your sister’s week.”

My mother pushed my daughter down.

“Widows don’t get special treatment.”