Thoughts of Grace

On Wednesday Travis and I had an appointment with the insurance guy. To talk life insurance. This is something that Travis and I have talked about off and on. Not that we want to die an untimely death, but we do want our children to have something when we are gone. And yes, we know that money won’t replace us. But it would be nice for them to have something – to use however they wish.

So we talked about the difference between term life and permanent life insurance. And what kind of coverage they gave. And the advantages and drawbacks of both. And we talked about how much money we want to have for the kids. The kinds of things we want them to be able to do with the money – and what that looks like in terms of dollar amount – and how that translates to a monthly payment. And what that looks like in our budget.

Age hasn’t ever meant anything to me. It never meant that I was an “adult”. It just happened and I got to do different things – whether I wanted to or not. Some things one just doesn’t stand in line for in life (suicidal partners, cancer, death of a loved one, etc). But when we filled out these papers – that protect the children in the event of our death – I felt like a big girl. Like I was taking steps to assure my children had a better future.

It felt – good.
Responsible.
Like we were moving forward.

I like it.