I am so thrilled to announce my first book, WHAT MATTERS MOST: The Get Your Shit Together Guide to Wills, Money, Insurance and Life’s “What-If’s” is finally here! It is the book I wanted to write. I hope it is the book you want to read, buy and share. It will be on the shelves on March 19th, but is available for pre-order now at: Amazon, Apple iTunes, Barnes & Noble and Indiebound.
I can’t think of a better way to introduce you to the book than share the video about the book and the note I wrote to all of you from the very first pages.
video credit to filmmaking badass Katherine at KatFilms
A Note to the Reader
I never wanted to have to write this book. And yet, even though I find myself here completely by accident—here we are. So, friend, acouple of quick things.
No, I am not a lawyer, financial planner, or insurance agent. Other than this book, I’m not here to sell you anything, just to tell you whatI learned over the last nine years.
Yes, it’s a little embarrassing to share my lowest moments after one of my biggest fears came true, the mistakes I made, and how wrong I got it. However, if it really is the truth that sets us free, here is every inch of it. My hope is that this path becomes a little easier for you if (or when) you nd yourself (or someone you love) walking down this road. Besides, if it weren’t all too true, you can bet I would have made myself look much, much better. Struggle isn’t pretty, so we might as well just get honest about it.
And being honest is exactly what getting your shit together means in this book. Serious topics require real-life words and talking like humans. I don’t have my shit together were the actual words I said standing ve feet away from my husband, who wasn’t waking up from a coma. Giving all or none of the fucks or swearing up a mar- keting trend was never the point. I was entirely terri ed. That’s all.
In fact, because my memory was, let’s be clear, not exactly reliable on occasion, I triple-checked facts, toured the hospital, and inter-viewed dozens of people who were with me in order to describe as accurately and honestly as I can what really happened. But the only story I’m telling is my own, as I experienced and remember it. Excavating and mapping friends’ memories and asking what the kids re-member revealed that we were often in the same room but completely in our own heads, our brains interpreting wildly different meanings, feeling entirely opposite emotions.
However, what we all remember is, everything really sucked after José died. For a long time. But even during the moments when I felt like I might die, too, I knew that I wanted to live, be happy again, and come out the other end alive and whole. There is hard stuff in here, but you can absolutely get your shit together. You can do this. We all can.
We don’t drown by falling into the water. We drown by staying there.