What’s Important to You?

On my agenda this morning was to finish writing the content for the August issue of the Lynch Financial Advisors Newsletter. I started writing last week about the market crash. Pimco’s Bill Gross seems to be right again (see next blog on the “New Normal”). Explaining what had transpired the first part of the month, meant dealing with finance, economics, and most importantly behavioral science (much of which is still in its infancy.) Wrapping my own head around it sometimes takes a pint. But, this morning I woke up to an up day in the market. The previous pages of content I wrote seemed to be slowly slipping away as important and I am left with I am left with recreating 4 new pages of content…but I am happy about this.

Family is VERY important to me. I have four brothers. My oldest brother (Rick) spent 2 weeks at my house this summer helping me build a fence and renovate part of my backyard… he was my defacto foreman for that time. He worked hard out of love for me. My little brother Brennan, (whom I not sure if he has ever become accustomed to me calling him “my little brother”), shares my love of hot rods. He is largely responsible for stoking the flames. My brother Dominic is the one that all the brothers can talk with, but on different subjects. He spent three years abroad teaching in Korea and spent his off time traveling and reading some of the great Russian works.

I have three daughters, Megan (7), Ciara (5), and Tiana (2). They are all beautiful, smart and funny in their own way. They all have times where dad is their best friend and others when mom is. I just found out the other day that when Ciara grows up she is going to marry me.

Just thinking of those times that my daughters have fallen asleep in my arms, nearly moves me to tears. I can almost put myself back in the moment. Looking down at their little noses, seeing myself adjust their heads on my arm and feeling the dampness from the sweat on their back of their neck… a sure sign of child fast asleep; these little beings that I help create are completely trusting that their dad will keep them safe. I will protect them from harm. As I stand-up from my couch with a daughter draped across my arms, I know all to well that at one point I will not be able to protect them. And as I lay them down and pull the covers up just so that it covers their chin a little bit, my daughter lightly wakes up, turns and give me a kiss… and as her head turns back to the pillow I can hear your tender lips say, “I love you Daddy.” Quietly and from deep in my heart I say, “I love you too”.

There in the darkness of her room, I stand and look at her. Thoughts of her growing up run through my head. My biggest fear of her first date and the boys that she will date in the future start to enter into my thoughts and I feel as though I have little control and am unable to protect her. I have kisses for the bruises, Band-Aids for the scraped knees, but what do I have for the heart gets broken?
What can I do? As a father I am the dad that says, “you’re not bleeding, your fine”. To some I am sure I appear tough, however, I know what lies ahead for them. The road will not be easy, there will be times that they have to pick themselves up. While I would love nothing more than to feel the tight squeeze of their arms around me as they sink into my arms every time they are hurt, I know that this world is much too tough for me to take away their opportunities to grow. A mother bird may seem harsh when she kicks the birds out of the nest, but she knows that they are going to need to learn how to fly. My hope is that I raise strong enough kids that they can whether the storms of life, but I am tender enough so they know I am always here when they need shelter.

There are a myriad of analogies in the above writing that correlates to the premise of my blogs and my newsletter and it feels almost shameful to now take my deep love that I am expressing for my daughters, and turn that into how one can deal with the markets, their finances, and their life. So I won’t. I will only encourage you in three areas:
1. What is important to you?
2. How do you relate to the story?
3. Do you feel safe and secure? If not, why?

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