I thought I was totally f*****. I lived my life and earned my way but then I got arrested and was incredibly poor. I doubt you understand how poor I was.
But then I got an inheritance. It took 40 years. It allowed me to buy my house. It allowed me to be in a position that I don't have to worry anymore. I still have to worry a little bit, my Airbnb better pay for the expenses but I'm not starving anymore.
So I'm one of the lucky few. Thank you Dad. It took 40 years after his death. Before I got that money I had to earn my way and pay my taxes and support everybody else in the process. So I have the perspective of being grateful that my dad was smarter than me. Or at least lived his life according to the rules and left a bit for me.
Is it wrong? Should my dad's legacy been split across other people and kept me looking for a cardboard box under a bridge? I don't know. I know I benefited from it and I'm happy for it.
But then I got an inheritance. It took 40 years. It allowed me to buy my house. It allowed me to be in a position that I don't have to worry anymore. I still have to worry a little bit, my Airbnb better pay for the expenses but I'm not starving anymore.
So I'm one of the lucky few. Thank you Dad. It took 40 years after his death. Before I got that money I had to earn my way and pay my taxes and support everybody else in the process. So I have the perspective of being grateful that my dad was smarter than me. Or at least lived his life according to the rules and left a bit for me.
Is it wrong? Should my dad's legacy been split across other people and kept me looking for a cardboard box under a bridge? I don't know. I know I benefited from it and I'm happy for it.