You see, when Jonathan passed away last month, I found in his documents how he had contemplated this all his life: How his bequest could benefit humanity. The sheer magnitude of the inheritance leaves me quite overwhelmed, even after all these years of marriage. In these documents, he wrote about the immense privilege of being entrusted with our family's resources, a treasure that had been steadily growing since even before the days of ancient Rome. Can you imagine, ancient Rome, my dear! What troubled him most deeply, though, he wrote, was watching how the world, including himself, had become so focussed on accumulating rather than creating meaningful change. His most profound satisfaction came from enriching lives, and his deepest wish was to share this extraordinary possibility with humanity.
I always admired his compassion for others, it was one of the reasons I fell in love with him. What I hadn't known was just how vast our family's wealth truly was, nor how deeply he reflected on its meaning. He kept that part so private, even from me, always saying that living unpretentiously helped us appreciate what matters most in life. In his private journals, he wrote about seeing the same pattern in our family that he saw in the world, this almost hypnotic focus on hoarding wealth, as if amassing riches was the goal itself.
He saw himself as having both the means and the responsibility to help bridge the growing divide between those who have and those who need. But he understood that simply giving away resources could perpetuate the very cycle he wished to break, that people needed to rediscover the joy of giving first, or risk becoming entranced by abundance themselves, just as he had seen happen so many times in our circles.
You've always been special to us both, you know. The way you genuinely listen, with that remarkable warmth of yours. You were the only one who saw past the surface, who understood that true prosperity finds its meaning in how we share it with those who need it most.
If you're reading this now, you've found the letter I tucked into your favourite book, the one about the little prince that you and Jonathan read together so many times. I knew you would open it again when you missed us.
I have something important to share, a way to help many people, and you, my precious granddaughter, are the one we've chosen for this task. Your understanding of what truly matters in life, your compassion for those less fortunate, these qualities made Jonathan place his complete trust in you, and I share that trust with all my heart.
Your grandfather loved his little jokes, you know. He was particularly fond of that Lord of the Rings book. 'Tolkien had quite the obsession with rings,' he'd say with a twinkle in his eye, 'but I always thought the real magic was in opening circles, not forging them.' He especially enjoyed the old wizard's moments of profound wisdom. So in his memory, let me say:
(Oh dear, I couldn't resist, Jonathan would have loved that.)
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