When I was younger, I didn’t understand why Daddy had to be away for so long. He always had to work, but whenever he was home, I spent a lot of time with him. He would tell me a lot of interesting stories about his journeys. I loved Daddy’s stories and when it was time for him to leave again, I got sad. Every time before he left, Daddy would tell me how much he loved me and assured me that he would always protect me. And I never doubted that. I always felt safe. I just never fully understood what he meant by “always” until Mummy and I received the news of his death.
It was the worst day of my life. It felt like I had lost a part of me. Mummy cried a lot and my little sister who was barely a year old stared at us. I was just ten years old at the time but I was about to become the man of the house. Daddy had taken pride in protecting us and I wasn’t about to fail him. I had to take care of Mummy and Ire. But what could a ten-year-old do? I was devastated.
I decided to talk to Mummy about it and then she told me about Daddy’s backup plan. Daddy had gotten a safety net and even in death, he was able to take care of the people he loved. He had gotten life insurance and I can’t tell you how grateful to him I would always be for making such a decision. Although now I’m financially capable of taking care of my family, I just don’t know if I would have been able to get here without Daddy’s plan.
