At the age of 24, I married a man who was fifty years older than me. Everyone around me thought that I had married him solely for the money. I myself was convinced that after his death, all his property would go to me.

thoughts.

I realized that I knew almost nothing about the man I had married.

He didn’t leave me a fortune.

He left me the opportunity to get to know who he really was.

Then I decided to continue helping his foundation.

Not because of the decline.

Only because I finally understood why he made such a decision.