I didn't have to compromise with anyone, unless it was with my parents. But, if my parents asked me where I wanted to go, and I said Bullwinkle, there was no one else who would roll their eyes and say they wanted to go somewhere else. We went to Bullwinkle. But, despite what some people may believe, I know how to share and compromise. In fact, I consider myself very good at these things despite not having much practice. And finally, I know that if my parents died before me, there would be no arguments about who gets to keep what. I understood everything. And I'm grateful for it. I can keep the things that mattered most to me and them. I have to decide what happens to their house. I don't have to compromise with anyone or worry about what others think. And I have to say, I'm grateful to be able to grieve in complete peace like that. I should add that I will still have the support of my husband and best friend, so I won't be alone in this process. For me, being an only child is a great thing. I guess one thing I don't have is the ability to ask someone to support me on childhood memories. Now it's my word against my parents', and they always win because I don't feel like arguing with them, even though I'm pretty sure I am.