
I'm often invited to financial seminar/dinner meetings for seniors, but I didn't start attending them until I became a widow.
That's when I realized I must understand exactly how much money I have, what's happening to it, and how I can make sure it lasts as long as I do.
One of the best ways to work through the grief of widowhood is to gain control of your finances. In many cases that helps make you feel "safe" again.
Daniel O. Fisher, Certified Senior Adviser, of Wilmette IL, (847-501-0279) shed light on that subject last week in Jimmy's Charhouse in Riverwoods when he presented a talk about assuring a "Safe and Smart Retirement."
If you thought there was a way to get rich quick, especially in today's economy, Fisher reminded us to forget that. "Moderate gains that never experience a loss will outperform a volatile market," he said. "If something seems too good to be true--it probably is."
Also, we all must become guardians of our estates and become our own best advisers.
"Don't hesitate to take charge because you thought you never were good enough at math," he stressed. You simply cannot put all your money in someone's hands and forget about it. The only way to guarantee a comfortable and secure future is to take charge of it yourself. You must examine the monthly reports sent by your adviser. If you don't understand them completely, meet with him or her and insist upon an explanation of whatever confuses you.
And when you do understand where you money is and what it's doing, make sure you approve of that manager's strategy for safeguarding it. Change to someone else if you don't feel your money is "working while you sleep."
You must find someone that understands and can explain to you:
Ask your accountant and/attorney to help find such a person, who also will appreciate your goals and help achieve them.Some of us are more comfortable with risk than others, and your adviser also must be sympathetic to that.
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When we talked about dining out at the last Glenview Widowslist Club meeting, I mentioned that I began to eat "carry out dinners" after my husband died. And I ate them alone, sitting on the couch in the den.
Then one night, while I was standing in a Mexican restaurant waiting for my order, the man asked if I wanted it for "carry out or eating in. "I looked around and thought, "I deserve to eat in this restaurant with others even though my husband died."
Aloud I said, "IN!" and sat down at a table. The other women in this club we dubbed "Strive and Thrive Alone" shook their heads in agreement. They all had a similar experience.
They also nodded when I said it felt so nice to finally sit down in a restaurant and eat supper again the way others do.
I chewed more slowly, I took smaller bites. I put down my fork and looked around and sipped my drink. There was a relaxation I didn't feel eating at home alone.
After the meeting we noticed a flyer on the Senior Center bulletin board announcing the next meeting of "The Supper Club." Each month this group goes to a different restaurant in the area. The cost is about $25 per person. But the pleasure of being at a "party" is immeasurable.
Our group plans to participate in this Supper Club, and we thought every Senior Center should offer the same thing. Check and see if your neighborhood Senior Center does. If not, talk to the management and suggest it.
That's how important change comes about.
So do you think Jerry's sudden appearance was coincidental--or providential? I side with Sully on this one.
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