For years we have bantered about the fact we need to do
estate planning. The conversation
generally went something like:
“We should do something.”
“You’re right. We should do something.”
And then we would do something ELSE, forgetting about estate
planning until the next time one of us thought of it.
Now, because of the move overseas, we finally did our estate
planning. We completed it. It is done and we don’t ever have to revisit
it again unless we choose to. And, of
course, I will choose to. We forgot to
put any clauses in about pets owned at the time of our demise. (I know – I know – HOW could I, who has
ALWAYS considered her dogs the equivalent of children, have forgotten future
pets!!! I blame the move and additional
stress of the last few weeks.)
As with any endeavor that involves planning, this one was a
learning experience. Of course the one thing I learned that I actually remember
is depending on how you structure things, the federal government could get a
lot of money. We avoided that structure.
Another part of this exercise was to complete our Medical
Directive to Physicians. This generated
the most discussion between Robert and myself.
This is the document which states
what we want to have done with regards to life support and added something to
the effect of – we really really mean it.
Those are tough conversations to have. And, once you make the decision, the proper
thing to do is to let your family know your wishes but even our lawyer said she
has never talked to her family. In
today’s busy world, who wants to take the family together time (such as
Christmas, Easter, etc,) to discuss death – even as it is a part of life. Our family generally doesn’t.
Robert keeps telling me he will go before me. I keep telling him if he dares to leave me
like that, I am cremating him, putting him in a box and gluing the box to the
dash of the car. (Hopefully no one will
mistake it for an ashtray.)