My Mom is a Thumb Drive

The Most Profound Lesson I Learned from My Mother’s Death.

Ally Nardo SoCal
Nov 5 · 6 min read
Photo by Brina Blum on Unsplash

As I stand in my closet getting dressed one morning for work scanning my underwear drawer I see the thumb drive labeled, “Mom’s Estate”. This thumb drive has every detail of her life and what I would need upon her death, social security numbers, bank accounts, and credit cards. All of the estate planning including selling her…

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Ally Nardo SoCal

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F/T Certified Hand Therapist, P/T Real Estate Investor, Entrepreneur, self-help junkie, single parent, aspiring writer/author and stand up comic.

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