by Paul Mampilly
The Sovereign Investor
“Come home, Paul. Dad died today.”
That was the message I got from my mom when I returned to my apartment in Brooklyn.
Nothing prepares you for the loss of a parent. Suddenly, the security blanket you’ve clutched your whole life is taken away.
My father wasn’t rich at his death. However, he left enough for my mother to live comfortably for the rest of her life.
However, for me … his death meant that the only person whom I could count on to help me … was gone.