It is 3AM and the phone rings. There was a horrible accident, your mother was just in a horrible plane crash. The engines failed and the plane plummeted to the ground in a flaming inferno. There were no survivors. Your distraught, you need consoling, why would something like this ever happen to you and your family? A million things are running through your head, could you have stopped it, what if she was on a different plane? You start to take the blame for her death, you think maybe you could have prevented it somehow. You fall asleep a few hours later only to be woken up by your nightmares.
You need to plan a funeral, but you can’t even think straight. How would you even begin to pay for the funeral that she deserves? She had money, but how much would need to be given to each child and grandchild, and how much would be left for a funeral? Then you remember that she went to Morris, Hall and Kinghorn when she was living in Arizona (also located in Nevada). They helped her with estate planning so her children would know what to do when she passed on. Thank goodness for them, you think as you walk out of the office with the instructions she left for you, she was really thinking of you when she went to them afterall.
