I Refused to Share My Son’s Inheritance — Am I a “Bad Mother”?

Money often becomes a reason of conflict in families, and the tension can be even greater in blended households. Harper found herself in a challenging situation when her eldest son, from a previous marriage, was set to inherit a substantial sum from his late father. She decided to share her story and seek advice on how to navigate this sensitive issue.

This is Harper’s letter:
My ex passed away and left our 15-year-old son $300k, which I’ll manage until he’s 18. I also have another son, 12, from my second marriage, and my husband wants to use some of that money for our other son’s education.

I refused. He said, “What kind of mother are you? You protect the rich kid and turn your back on the poor kid!” I stayed silent.

The next day, I came home, and my blood ran cold when I found the house unusually silent. I felt something was wrong. I froze in terror when I opened my younger son’s room and found my child’s belongings had vanished -his clothes, toys, and books… they were all gone.In our bedroom, my husband’s things were missing too. On the bed was a note: “If you’re so determined to put your older son first, my son and I will leave you to it for a week or two. I doubt you’ll miss us.”

My world shattered. I know he’s taken our son to “teach me a lesson,” but I’m devastated. Was I really a bad mother? I was only trying to be fair to my oldest.

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