Jonathan's* father had always taken care of everything, from their business to social activities. Jonathan, even though he was 50, was comfortable taking a back seat while his father drove, both literally and metaphorically. He'd been trained to believe that his secondary status was normal. His father was a big, blustery, commanding man operated and owned a chain of electronics stores throughout the country. When he died suddenly of a brain aneurysm at 75, Jonathan was stunned. Four years earlier he'd lost his mother to lung cancer. Now he had to endure his father's death.
The vast fortune, including his father's five homes, 11 electronics stores, seven cars and other miscellaneous luxury goods went to Jonathan, the only child. Jonathan was overwhelmed. He felt like staying in bed and pulling the covers over his head, but since he came from an old, prominent family where appearance meant everything he went through the motions of dealing with the relatives and the funeral. Inside he felt like a tiny, scared child acting the part of a gracious adult. He was the executor of his father's will, but the estate attorney kindly told him to take his time, they could resolve matters when Jonathan was ready.
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*Not this person's real name