At long last, my wife and I have wills. Over three decades of marriage we have had countless conversations about the importance of having wills, without ever taking any steps to achieve that aim. When our children were young we formulated arrangements for their care in the event of our fiery deaths, but then failed to tell anyone what they were. We got away with that oversight, but we can’t dodge the need for wills – we’re going to die at some point.
Our new wills are virtually identical, although early on in the process my wife tried to insert some language into hers that would make any second marriage on my part a difficult prospect.
