On May 30th my mother died of lung cancer. We had a very difficult relationship throughout my life. She actually didn't really like me...I didn't live the way she wanted me to, I didn't dress how she wanted me to, I didn't have enough money to impress her...nothing I ever did was good enough. She moved to my brother's in BC, I live in Ontario. He was her shining star. I was adopted and he was her biological child and she made sure I knew where I stood but I still tried over my life to gain her acceptance and just wanted her to like me. A week and a half before she passed she bought me a ticket to go see her, she acted as though she liked me and wanted to see me...I was excited to see her. She died 12 hours before I arrived and now I'm devastated and don't even know why. When I got there you'd never of known if even existed, not a picture, her life existed totally without a daughter. She left my brother everything, he wouldn't even read the will in front of me. She left a ziplock bag with 3 pieces of costume jewelry in it for me...I honestly felt like she wanted to make sure I knew in the end that I meant nothing to her. She owned A LOT of jewelry but left it all for my brother and his wife and daughter I guess...my kids got nothing. I feel really hurt, like she almost got enjoyment out of humiliating me one last time in her life and I feel foolish for even grieving for someone who had such demise for me. I don't care about what she had in the end of who gets what but I felt very insulted with what she did leave, nothing would have been better, that's more what I expected. I did not bring the ziplock baggie home with me. I left it behind, I was embarrassed to show my kids, who my son was very close to her, what she left behind while my brother walked away with everything. I'm sad that I didn't get to see her before she passed...the whole situation is sad and I feel like things are just kind of done, no resolution, no apologies, no I hated you since you came to us...nothing at all😥