How do you regain trust of a loved one?

It has been close to two years since my sister and I have had a falling out. After my moms passing my sister and neice had stole jewelry that was supposed to go to my children and replaced it with their own costume jewelry and stuff that they didn't want. One of the pieces was a gold braclet that I gave my sister for being my maid of honor at my wedding. The initial hurt that we felt was unbearable. How could she just swap things out without feeling quilty. How could she sit across from my children and me and pretend they were my mothers jewelry when they were hers. My girls tried to find a piece that they remembered their grandmother wearing but nothing she wore was there.

I spoke to my sister after about the jewelry and asked her what she did with it and that I knew what she had done. Her response was that me and my family didn't deserve anything and that her and her family were entitled to it all, despite what my moms will said or what here wishes were. The worst part was the letter my mom had written to my sister and I. She refused to let me read it and said she threw it out. Threw it out??? How could she have thrown a letter out from our mom. It was her last words to us. Why would you not want to save it? She had no right to not show it to me and to throw it out. I do not believe she threw it out, she just did not want me to have it or read it. She is a manipulative, secretive , lier, and theif. She will stop at nothing to get what she wants. Is that what its all about greed?

Like I said in my opening it is two years later and I still have not been able to trust her. I try to forgive her but I find it very hard to forgive her in my heart. The words may be there but the heart says differently. How do you move on? How do you forget? How do you forgive? These are the constant nagging questions that are in my head. I should move on, forget about it. After all I am happy and have a loving husband and children. These things should not be important but yet they are. They are a piece of my mom. A memory of a time when she was alive.

We were in this together. We could have helped each other. We could have become close. We both loved and lost our mom. I ask you was it worth it? Was it worth losing me and my trust? I was your sister. How could you have betrayed me? I trusted you!

You have lost more than you will ever know

The distrust I have for you continues to grow

Your hurtful words and actions that have come into play

The stealing, manipulating the lies that you say

My kids have seen what you have done,

Their memories of you are no longer of fun.

They see how you acquired your inheritance through pelf

You really should take a hard look at yourself

I don’t know how you can look in the mirror each day

For it is you and your soul that we continue to pray