This is my dream team: my dad Spencer and my Uncle Brad. There's no way I could have done it without them. Not just for their moral and logistical support, but also financial. Money is such a taboo topic, even writing this I hesitate. But I feel so compelled to tell it like it is, because all the times people chose not to just further reinforce the misconceptions and mis information. My Dad and Uncle both pitched in for my downpayment. Even though I had been saving for years, having their help brought my financial profile to the point where this was possible. I'll admit, I relate to this with profound gratitude, but also some guilt. I'm fortunate! But at one point Todd let me know that 95% of his clients have help from family. That's the nature of the beast at this moment in history. So I am grateful and I don't take it for granted.
My Uncle Brad has shown me the world, has been a cheerleader for all my endevors, and has always shown up when it mattered most.
My dad has been my chief problem solver, has a way of being both protective and laissez-faire, and always been available to coach me through life's twists.
These two guys have been a huge support my entire life. They've really made sure I learned how to be savvy and independent. What a gift! Maybe it's because I remind them of their mother. I'm told that at times I resemble my grandmother Jocye in image and in spirit. I never met her. I'm flattered.
Grateful grateful grateful.
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