Category: Insights for the “Real World”

I never understood, or really cared about childcare before I had my son.

I’d heard co-workers discussing the expense and while I was utterly dumbfounded by the amount of money they were spending each month for daycare, the initial shock quickly dissipated because it wasn’t relevant to me.

Since having a child (now two) I got to relive the shock of childcare costs when I started searching for a daycare provider.

As all parents know, or at least the ones who are fortunate enough to have some choice, when it comes to daycare it’s not just about finding the cheapest option.

I always start the day with great intentions.

Or, let’s backup a little further.

I always plan my next day with great ambitions.

At 11:00pm, right before I’m about to go to sleep I like to make a ‘to do’ list for the following day.

This is my type A, adult version of a goodnight story. It lulls me into a comfortable slumber.

I’ve never given much thought to what will happen to my parents stuff when they are gone. Mainly because I don’t care about their stuff. I care about them, and I don’t like to think about a life without them in it.

I got a very different perspective when my sister-in-law and her husband were visiting us last week. After dinner, and a few glasses of wine, they started talking about all of the things they felt should be theirs when my in-laws are gone.

When I was 12 years old my family moved to a new city for my father’s job. We relocated to an area where people had more money than we did.

My dad had great career and was able to financially support our family so my mom could be at home with me and my two younger siblings. By most accounts we were very fortunate. We were a happy, healthy middle class family.