And here we are

Hello again

So now mom is going to be cremated tomorrow, sometime. Here is the catch, mom will not be put in an urn, she will be put into a bag and then put into a box. The box the funeral home has to store ashes.

Not the Coming Home urn, steel with doves flying on it. A beautiful teal colour. No! just a bag and box.

And mom is going to sit in the bag and box for a very long time, now. could be over a year before anyone even see's mom's ashes. A year minimum. She is going into probate and whenever probate is finished and all three of us agree what happens to mom's ashes. Mom will just sit in a bag and box.

And because of their attitude, it looks like mom could be in the bag and the box for many years to come.

That is it. Nothing more.

All because the two girls want everything there way. No to anything and everything. Yet where were they for the last 10 years of mom's life. Did they come and help take care of mom. Were they there for mom's last breath. Were they there holding her hand every night for 4 1/2 years. Did they even offer to help take care of mom.

The answer my friends is an absolute NO!. Yet they want everything there way.

The eldest has dad. So why can't I have mom. I have more of an attachment to mom than those two . I was the only one who cared enough to give up everything and just be there for her.

I put my life on hold. And I would do it again in a heart beat. Without reservations. Mom was my life.I put mom first and sacrificed for her. Actually none of it was a sacrifice. It was what needed to be done.

You see I will say this again and again. I know what it is like to be alone and lonely. And I was not about to let mom just sit there by herself with no one to talk to or anything. To just look out the window, wandering where everyone is and thinking,when is this going to end.

Mom looked for me everyday. She knew when I was coming. The staff even noticed this.

Mom and I had many conversations over the years. So she could not speak, doesn't mean she couldn't communicate.

RESPECT AND DIGNITY is what mom deserves.

So now because the two girls wanted everything there way, mom sits. They don't get there necklaces with mom's fingerprint on it. The rest don't get their keepsakes. There will be no service for mom. Or for mom and dad.

NOTHING

If they left it alone, The service would be tomorrow at 1:30 pm followed by a reception at 2:30 pm

They had to get greedy, save a buck. So they can have more at the end. And it will take over a year to even see anything from the estate. If there will be anything left after the lawyers are through.

How disrespectful can anyone be. This is what they are about. And guess what, now look what they did.

NO SERVICE
NO KEEPSAKES
NO CELEBRATION OF MOM'S LIFE
NO URN
NO MOM!

I have not even had time to morn for my mother. To  busy dealing with this nonsense.

Today I was up really early. I needed to be somewhere first thing in the morning. I needed to make calls to the PGT and find out what time I can pick up a copy of mom's will. To ask what is in storage. The two prints that were mom and dads better be in the storage. Along with the trunk of photo's of mom and dad. As well as dad's metals from his service in WWII. As well as a few other things.

Again, none of it will be released until the will has been probated and it goes through a lawyer to execute the will. I will not agree to either them doing this...

Then after this morning meeting, I needed to jump on the bus and get out to Maple Ridge to meet the funeral director to sign the release and cremation order. Then back to Coquitlam to see if the funds I was looking for were approved. They weren't. That was a two and a half hour trip. Just to go out there and sign some documents. Then off to New Westminster for an hour, back to Coquitlam for a few minutes. Then I needed to go the library to print out this letter for an application to an apartment in White Rock. This I will dropping off tomorrow afternoon. After I go into Vancouver.Then back here

So on top of being alone, I have nothing.

The only way I get to say anything, express my feelings, is through this blog.

I see the counselor on Monday.

But tomorrow I will call the funeral director ands see if we can at least get mom an urn. This Coming Home urn, was agreed upon by all three parties. So do it  now, before the funds are not available anymore.

I will see if I can pull off this miracle. At least mom will have a nice urn. So she can sit by herself in well, somewhere.

I just don't get it. They have dad. At least I could get mom until we all decide what to do with both of them. Well I am going to, somehow, have them interned where grandma and grandpa are buried. At Ocean View Cemetery. .

Not the we will do something with them As the girls so bluntly stated. Again not including me in the decision on where mom and dad's final resting place will be.

Very selfish people. And look what has happened because of there I want everything my way attitude. Mom is lost to us for an unspecified time.

She was not alone when she  passed away, but now mom is alone.  By herself. I would be having mom on my dresser and talking to her daily. Not in the closet where my sister has my father's ashes. So I have been told.

I have to stop now. I am beat and need to try to figure out what I can eat. To busy writing, I forgot to put my clothes in the dryer. I guess I will be up longer than I expected.

GOD bless and good night

Kris Schmuland

And even more of the same,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Hello again

So today I spoke with the PGT and the only thing that we could come up with was to just get everyone to sign to have mom cremated.

And calling the funeral home, that is what there lawyers had suggested as well.

But it turns out that the oldest sister had already gone into the funeral home and signed for mom to be removed and brought to the home.

Now this is against the law. It would take all three signatures for mom to be moved

One more count of fraud to add to the list. And counting.

This is the type of individuals that I am dealing with Thieves and lier's..

Nothing more and nothing less.

And it looks like there will have to be a lawyer to probate the will, as I will not  allow any of them to  even come close to mom's estate. There will be nothing left, they will steal it all like they took everything from mom and dad.

But of course they are only telling there families that they are perfect.

They did nothing for mom the last ten years. None of them came to visit her and when  any of the two sisters went, they did nothing but sit. Again never once brought mom anything. Not a single drink, snack etc... They thought that crappy food that was served to mom was good enough for her.

Here is what they are like. Now mom has passed away the one older one is acting like a big shot, I did this for mom, so we want the ashes to go with dad

You illegally obtained dad's ashes and you are trying to commit fraud again. But going in and having mom released without even consulting me. And I will be doing something about that. And this mess that you created. Not me. I was there for mom, not you.

My life was dedicated to looking after her and making sure mom was treated with the respect she deserved. Fighting for her rights. Where were the two of them.

You call me a looser. Look in the mirror,

They are still trying to get something from mom.  For not even spending time  with her.

There will be no service for mom, thanks to those two.. Mom's ashes are just going to sit and sit and sit. I will not agree to either of them having her. I will not agree to having them split up. Mom is going to stay whole. Not a bit of her ashes are going anywhere but into the urn. And I am going after dad's ashes as well. To be kept safe until they can be buried in Ocean View

They committed fraud by having dad's funeral without consulting me, asking my opinion on what I wanted for dad. And it was written in the will that the three of us were to be co executors of the dads will. Not the two of them

They want mom's fingerprint scanned so they can get these necklaces made. I hope they have deep pockets, because it is never going to come out of the estate, nor is any service for mom.

These two lier's don't deserve anything. After all of the crap they are causing.

And doing nothing for their mother for over 10 years. Now they want something, Now they want everything. Now they want mom's ashes and dad's .

What kind of looser's are they anyways. The worst kind.

The oldest has always wanted her way, The youngest is just a stoner child. They both act like children.

For those who have been reading this blog know exactly what I have done for my mother, how often I was there. The pain both of us went through.

Mom was in pain, so was I. Mom cried, so did I.

So here we are. Everything is going to go into probate and unless they get off of their high horses, There will be nothing left for any of us.

The lawyers will take it all.

After the wheelchair fiasco, I will not allow them to have anything. Everything will have to be sold. Including the Robert Batman Prints. If they did not already steal them.

These are the same people who took the photo of dad from mom, and left a blank spot on the wall. These are the two that let their mother cry each night when she looked at the missing photo. Until I realize it  was gone. Luckily I had a picture of the picture and put it back on the wall. Not the same, but the picture of dad was back on the wall. Mom didn't cry after that. And always smiled at me for doing this for her.

These are the two who were never there for mom. Bringing Christmas presents a month and a half before Christmas in 2014 and then not even showing up until after Christmas

None of their family ever showed up to see mom. I was the only one who was there for her.

I know exactly what mom thought of their visits. She would tell me.

So no service, thanks to those two and it looks like there will not be any of the estate left for any of us. Because of these two and what they think.

I am so angry, but I am keeping my cool. As I have contacts that I have developed over the last tens years. I will use them now.

I want mom and dad to be where it is they want to be. Buried or interned where grandma and grandpa are buried. That is what is going to happen.

GOD knows what they have or have not done and what they are doing. HE will exact revenge on them for treated their mother do poorly. With no respect.

Remember the service was to be held this Friday at Ocean View.

And the one word I will say KARMA

I will write again. More and more.

GOD bless and good night

Kris Schmuland

Just what they are like.................

Hello again

Today was a day that I really, truly, saw the darkness of my sisters. To the core. It freaked me out. As I am of light and try to shine that forth to all to see. No bones about it, I am Christian/Catholic and I am here to serve. It is a service and helping gift I was given.

I see others who they truly are. At times I just say, please I just don't want to know. It is a gift from
GOD. But I endure. OK not endure. I do enjoy this gift. People will open up to me and tell me everything about them. It happened many times just today.

I am here to serve. I believe this. It is GOD's gift to me.

Now about today.

I have been wanting to write about this for a few days now. As I only found out about this on Friday. And it was very upsetting. Not just to me, but to all whom I invited to mom's service.

The service for mom was to be this Friday at Ocean View Cemetery in Burnaby. The 3 of us are executors of the will and it is the three of us who have to agree where and when and what type of service mom is going to have.

last Wednesday all three of us agreed on what type of service when and where. The papers were signed and the date set for this Friday at 1:30 and reception to follow at 2:30.

Now I thought everything was arranged and I started to tell people when and where the funeral was to be held.

So last Friday I phoned the younger sister and said to her, that I will be in charge of the ceremony and that her son and my other sister's son would be ushers And the one granddaughter of my mother could take care of the reception.

What she told me was call her back later. She knew I didn't have a phone and the WiFi phone only worked when connected. And it was spotty service. But it had messaging and voice mail.

After this conversation, I went into Vancouver to speak with the PGT, It was then and only then, I was informed that the service for mom had been canceled and it was going to be in Mission.

There is no transit for me to take to get to Mission It is not  service. I take the bus and I can't get there.

I leave and find a WiFi spot and looked up the Funeral home in Mission and gave them a call. I was extremely upset about this. As anyone would. The service is planed, people are informed of when and where. Only to find out they did this behind my back without even asking me,

Remember, I had phoned the younger sisters before going to Vancouver. And she said nothing to me about this. I found out it was canceled the very next day. She knew and didn't tell me anything.

Just as they did with my father. I was arranging a Veterans Funeral for him and they went behind my back and arranged for my father to be cremated.

Knowing full well I could not get out to Mission. No bus service to and from this place. Still 8 years later there is no bus service out there. No way of getting out there for this appointment today.

There thought was, we will do the same thing as we did with dad and screw him.

The only good thing was the PGT had said nothing can be done unless I am included and involved. Thank you PGT for doing this.

Anyways, back to my rant. I had called the funeral home and spoke with the receptionist and explained my situation. OK I was very upset and angry at my sister for trying to do this again.

Especially since I was the one looking after mom and they were no where to be seen. They never one brought mom a piece of  fruit or a drink or anything. I was always told when they came.

I knew everyone in that place. All the staff, all the residents.

I was always asked if I was the only child. I would so no, I have two sisters. But they never come. Was always there answer to me.

Now the receptionist listened and I apologized if I was a little harsh to her, I didn't yell, I was just upset.

As any of you would be as well  Getting ready for a funeral. grieving the loss of my mother. Trying to figure out everything.

I looked after mom for over 10 years. And the last 7 years, daily. I was there, holding mom's hand when she passed away. I was there for the last 4 hours of her life on this planet. Before giving up her soul  to GOD. I WAS THERE, NOT THEM.

Again getting back to my rant.

The funeral director then called me back right away. I explained what happened, that I was unaware of the cancellation of the service. And I had know way of getting out to Mission for this meeting.

IT WAS ALREADY ARRANGED.

This nice women then told me that someone from the funeral home would gladly come and pick me up. That the PGT made it clear that nothing can be done unless I am involved in the process.

So here I am today, up at 7:00 am, with very little sleep. I didn't know what to expect. Up I am and got myself ready. This nice women was to be here for 9:30 am. She called just before she arrived and I went out front to meet her. To complicated to go around back. No access from the front.

Yes I forgot to mention that on Saturday I had to go out to Ocean View in Burnaby and pick up the clothing I brought for mom to be buried in. They also asked me what happened.I had no answer for them. Except that I want mom and dad buried in Ocean View, This is where my mothers parents are buried. I don't have the funds to do this. Yet. But I will find them somehow. To respect my mother's wishes. I am even setting up a fund raising campaign on GoFundme.com.. To try to raise these funds. I will finish it this weekend and it will be up and running. I will let y'all know.

We arrived early and I just waited and spoke with the ladies there about what was available. Since it the same company. Dignity funeral service with there head office in Texas. Shameless plug for the company.

Since it was the same company, I just wanted exactly what was to be done in Burnaby. Same urn, same keep sakes etc.................

The sisters arrived and did not even acknowledged me. Not a hello or anything. Obviously they were upset that I was there. Of course they were.

But what I saw after this was pure evil. The darkness covered the room. From both of them.

We went into the room to discuss the arrangements. The first thing that came out of there mouths was talking about mom's ashes and then on to the wheelchair. The younger telling me your not going to get it. Because you are just going to sell it. These are the same two who said to me, the night mom passed away,when I asked them about the wheelchair. They did not want it, to just donate it to the home. Well you read my post on that. The same two. She followed it up by saying now it is going to the estate. In a childish manner. Nah, nah, you aren't going to get it. Hah hah. The exact tone she took. Like a little child.

I said I want the wheelchair as I may need it soon and I also I have an attachment to that chair. That I sat beside that chair for 7 years holding mom's hand, feeding her. Getting her ready for bed.

Her response was to turn her head, saying to herself,,sure you are injured and need a chair. Remember I am an expert at reading people. Just bame, the darkness was upon us.

At this point the other sister just stated, that the chair was not designed for that. For what you want it for.

These are two strangers to me. I have had nothing to do  with them for over 10 years. Total strangers. They didn't even know mom had Parkinson's disease,and was taking medication for it. It is hereditary so they might get it as well.  I have it and take medication for it. Daily, actually three times a day.

OK OK I will move on.

So here we are, The three of us and the funeral director sitting around this table. They start out again about mom's ashes. We want her ashes and we will do something with them. The funeral director asked what the plan on doing with them and the younger sister just said. We will do something with them.

At this point I spoke up and said no, I want mom's ashes, You can't have them, I have dad. I just calmly said I was the one there all the time and I want mom's ashes.

The younger one got up and said lets go I am leaving. Then the other one got up and said, everyone heard her,by the way.

She stated, yelling, THAT MOM CAN JUST ROT IN THE MORGUE! And stormed off.

This all happened within 10 minutes of us starting to make arrangements. 

Sorry, before that happened I said calmly that I want mom's ashes and it can go to probate and we can deal with it later. But we have to take care of the arrangements. Right now.

Then she made that statement and stormed off.

The director looks at me and said "What just happened" I replied. I don't know. What do we do now.

Well the director went and called the PGT. Maybe they can provide some guidance
 Came back in and we were just dumbfounded.

The PGT phoned back and didn't have an answer  either.

More about this the next blog.

I do want to state that this blog was all and is all about my mother and our journey through this. And I guess it is not over yet.

There are things that I have done this afternoon. Maybe something can come out of this.

So mom sits in the morgue in White Rock. She has to be disposed. I am Christian. Catholic and the remains have to be taken care of right away. This is against my religious beliefs and my mother's.

This is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen. When she stormed off. The darkness really shone.
This women is evil. There was a black cloud surrounding her.

They did this to my father and now are trying to do this to my mother. Who they never took care of or even bothered with. To busy to see mom. . Take over without even asking me for my opinion.

I can't write anymore. I will continue this saga tomorrow.

GOD bless and good night

Kris Schmuland

I only write the truth.

I have no idea

Hello  again

It has only been just over a week since mom passed away, It is very difficult for me. I am on the bus everyday, just going to White Rock. I visit some people and then come back. That is it.

I had no phone to contact anyone. But it is back today. I received it early this afternoon. While I was passing back and forth. Not knowing what to do with myself. I knew it was coming, the phone that is, But I needed to leave. Thank GOD it came before I lost my mind. And of course there is the set up of the phone. Which drove me nuts. At least something else was driving me nuts. For a little while I was preoccupied.

At least I have photo's of mom for the last many years. I am looking at them, missing her. Talking to her.

I feel mom's spirit around me, I hear her talking to me. She is OK, she is with Dad and the rest of her family. Her brother that passed away a very long time ago. She got to see him again. That must of been so beautiful for her. To see her mom and dad, grandparents, brother. To be at peace and renewed to her splendered beauty.

I really do miss mom. She was my best friend. Over the last 10 years I got to know the real Mary Schmuland. Not just mom. I got to know her likes, her sarcasm, her wit. What music mom really enjoyed. What movies she liked.

I got to treat my mother like a queen that she was. I was able to sing to her, who knew that I could actually sing. I only started singing 7 years ago and I had no idea that I could sing. Well mom liked my voice anyways. And so did allot of others. People actually asked if I sang before.

I got to hold her hand each night, until she fell asleep. I got to give mom a spa treatment each and every night. This is one thing, even at the end, mom just loved.

When she got sick, all I heard was a voice telling me to wash her. Which I did, Then the voice was saying feed her. Which I did.

But alas, it was her time, GOD was calling her home.

Those last 24 hrs I spent with her, were the most precious moments of my life. I held her hand the entire time, I was there for the very last moment, before she was called home.

I know mom has passed away, it is still very difficult for me.

I need to be on the phone first thing in the morning and calling the hospice for counseling. Now that my phone is back, we can connect.

I still cry all the time and I will for a very long time. I lost my best friend last weekend.

No one seems to get that.

I will never forget all the good times mom and I had over the last 10 to 12 years. I got to know the real women. And her smile, that beautiful smile of hers.

I am lost and hurt. I will never be the same again.

GOD bless and good night

Kris Schmuland

Proud son of Mary Schmuland

One week

Hello again

It has been one week today that my mother passed away. 9:08 pm.

I have been an absolute mess and in pain. It is the hardest thing I have ever gone through. I spend the last 7 years being by her side, every single day. Without exception. There was only 1 week, while in Coquitlam, that I could not see her. Due to a quarantine. Other than that, everyday. I would do it all over again if I had to.

I would of done this, for mom, for another 10 years or longer, if mom would of lived. Without reservation. It was the right thing to do..........

I have no guilt about this. Not doing this or not doing that. Yes I tried to do more, but this was all I could do, to be by her side, until the very end.

I promised that I would look after mom. Sure I lived poorly. But that was my  decision. Sure I asked for help many, many times. I did not get any. I did it by myself, with no help from anyone.

Yes there were many days, I went without. Oh well, I did this for mom and mom sacrificed allot for me and the other two. She was always there for us, no matter what.

My week has consisted of riding the bus at night. I have no desire to even be in this place.

Having no phone has made it extremely difficult to call for some help, counsellings services. I was able to get in touch with the hospice society and the counselor did call me back, but because of only having a WiFi phone, No one could contact me if I was not at the place where I stay or sitting at a WiFi location.

I am in serious pain and all alone, I finally realized that I have no family. I am truly alone in this world now.

I am barely sleeping, and when and if I can, I am crying myself to sleep. I am waiting for mom to come and visit me. Sound crazy to you, that is OK as well.

I need to grieve, I need counseling. I am falling apart.

I need to keep it together to go to the funeral services next Friday.

I am not eating, I am barely sleeping, I don't have anyone to speak to about this. No phone, no nothing.

GOD bless and good night

Kristopher Schmuland