Instead, if I lost capacity, I had chosen a professional fiduciary for financial matters and Vanessa for medical decisions, with Daniel serving only as family adviser.
But that was not the most important part.
Near the end was a paragraph I had written myself.
My handwriting.
My words.
If my capacity is ever questioned, I request every reasonable effort be made to preserve my independent choices through supported decision-making before guardianship is considered.
I had anticipated this.
Before my worst months began.
Before Daniel’s petition.
Before Gregory’s concern.
I had already decided what I wanted.
Rachel smiled.
“That is significant.”
Vanessa looked almost relieved.
Daniel, when told, said nothing for nearly a minute.
Then he asked for a copy.
But the notebook held one final surprise.
Elena had written another entry beneath the note about my directive.
March 24 — D.W. asked whether Arthur had ever created a less restrictive plan. Told him yes. Told him where Gregory should request it.
