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Financial Freedom Friday

TURNING KNOWLEDGE INTO WEALTH BY $MAXWELL

I'm sitting across from an attorney.

He slides a document across the desk, points to a line, and asks: "Do you know what this means? Are you sure you can do this?"

I'm looking at him like... what?

I didn't know what it meant. I didn't know what I was supposed to do. And the one person who could have answered my questions wasn't there anymore.

Let's back up and zoom out: I've always been a bit of an outcast. Different from the crowd. Cheering for the underdog, because aren't we all?

Growing up in the south, NASCAR was (is) religion. Instead of Dale Earnhardt I was the kid rooting for Kurt Busch.. The villain, the guy people didn't understand. When his brother Kyle came along and turned everything up louder, I was all in on the Busch boys.

So when I heard Kyle Busch died at 41 from sepsis... Right before Memorial Day. It stopped me cold, I sat down and relived Memorial Day 8 years ago.

Because my dad died the same way. Sepsis... Memorial Day weekend...

See nearly every single Saturday morning for 30 years, we were on the lake. I'm not even exaggerating, so when people mention they only have 18 years with their kids, I never quite understand... But I know I'm different.

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We talked about everything and sometimes nothing at all out there. As he got older the mornings got shorter, we went from honeybuns and soda to braces on his wrists and a cane to get around, the smell of bait got replaced by arthritis cream.

I went from the little boy fishing with his dad to the son who drove his dad to the lake and started running the trolling motor while he was in the back of the boat sometimes not even making casts.

But in all those Saturday mornings... Across 38 years of my life... We never once talked about what he wanted after he was gone.

It just never came up. It was hovering over us towards the end, but still left as a tomorrow conversation.

What the doctors called the flu dragged on for months. When I got a call he was too weak to get in the car to go to the hospital, we found out they named it sepsis. The ICU doctor explained it to us. By then it was too late. Organs failing. Life support. Hospital visits I so painful I had to quit going... Not because I didn't want to be there, because I couldn't handle it physically or mentally.

My dad passed away on Memorial Day weekend.

That's how I ended up in that attorney's office. Hearing my dad's wishes explained out loud. The legal jargon explained in terms I could understand. Unable to ask him a single question. Trying to execute a plan I'd never been briefed on.. While I was still in shock.

He had a will. He had things written down. But he never walked me through what any of it meant. Never sat down with me and said here's what I need you to do, and how I want you to take care of my wife.

We had 38 years of Saturday mornings. We just never used one for that.

I live on a lake in Florida now. I still have the same boat my dad bought.

Every morning I walk down to my dock, I talk to him. Who knows if he hears me. I have to assume I'm doing things the 'right' way.

Here's why I'm telling you this.

Maybe it's your own parents and a conversation you've been putting off.

Or maybe... And this is the one I want you to sit with... Maybe it's your family and YOU need to have the conversation. Maybe you need to get your paperwork together.

How many Saturday mornings do you have left? How many years until they're sitting across from an attorney, alone, trying to figure out what you meant?

Kyle "Rowdy" Busch passed away of pneumonia barely just 40 years old... It can happen to anyone, anytime..

Get a will. Create a revocable trust. Set up your advance directives.
Then sit down with the people who matter and walk them through it. In your own words. Listen it's not fun... But I can promise you this:
Your kids won't just thank you for having a plan. They'll thank you for making it possible to grieve without having to figure everything out at the worst moment of their lives.

Memorial Day hasn't felt the same for me in years.

Don't let it become that for someone else.

If your made it this far, I appreciate you reading what was a deeply personal story. I'm telling it because I don't want others to go through this. Please forward this to your friends and family. If this was forwarded to you you can subscribe to my weekly newsletter using the link at the bottom.

Turning knowledge into wealth,
$Maxwell

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