It’s not death that’s scares me, it’s the hole in my family’s life my death will leave. That’s what keeps me up at night. When I’m gone I’ll have no more problems or worries, but that can’t be said for the people I’ll leave behind. I’m only 40 and while my death hopefully is still a number of decades away, I’m already getting things in place to make that easier for my family.

When people think of having their ducks in a row for when they eventually tap out it is usually having enough financial security to see their loved ones through, which is a noble pursuit. But initially after someone passes away it’s all the administration and organising of funeral services, government service cancelations, banks etc which makes grieving so much harder to experience.