Personal Pension Plan: a confession. warning. vow to change nation one household at time.

Why This Title Matters Personal, because it is my life story. It is personal in the plainest and most costly sense of the word. It is not theory kept at a distance. It is what my children lived under, what the women who loved me had to endure, and what I now refuse to hand forward without telling the truth about it. Pension, because pension implies legacy. Legacy is what remains when everything else is stripped bare. It is what our children remember when the noise is gone. It is the lessons we teach, the principles we live by, the moral compass we sharpen or neglect, the family name we either dignify or stain, and the heritage we hand to the next household in line. Plan, because love that is never governed eventually gets eaten alive by pressure. What do we desire for those we love? For those we vow to love, honor, appreciate, respect, and provide for? What gets installed in the house so the people inside it can breathe? What law rules the table? What floor protects the children? What rhythm keeps the family from drifting into the same old fracture with nicer language around it? So this is not merely a financial tool, though money sits inside it. It is a call to arms for every man or woman who still sees the meaning and value in preserving the sanctity of family. It is a refusal to let corporate America, cultural drift, appetite, image, and fatigue turn fathers and mothers into labor while the home goes ungoverned. It is a demand that the family unit be treated like something sacred enough to defend

Pagina's: 136, Paperback, Independently published