At 73, I Married My Dying High School Sweetheart as His Final Wish—After the Funeral, His Lawyer Knocked on My Door and Said, “You Walked Right Into His Trap”

Nor would it give his attorney control.

If I wanted new planning documents, those decisions were mine.

I chose to update my health-care directive and durable financial power of attorney.

But I did not name Thomas.

He was terminally ill.

That would make no sense.

I named a retired nursing colleague, Helen, as primary health-care agent.

Judith arranged a professional fiduciary as backup for finances if I became incapacitated.