How to Process Receiving an Inheritance

How To Process Receiving An Inheritance

Process for Receiving an Inheritance


The old saying that you can't take your material possessions with you into the afterlife is absolutely true. This is why most people have a will drafted before their eventual passing that explains how they want their assets to be distributed. You might find yourself the recipient of a significant inheritance after the passing of a loved one, and it can be a lot to process at first.

The inheritance process always starts with a loss, which makes it a very somber moment in your life as you grieve for the passing of someone who meant something to you. At the same time, you've just received a financial boost which is typically a good thing. This conflict that caused something beneficial happening to you because something negative happened can be difficult to process and work through.

However, if you make sure to keep your head on straight, the whole process can be a lot less painful:

Give yourself time

There's going to be a rush of emotions at first during this time. You might even feel guilty for having become richer because someone else in your life has died. Without a doubt, you should take time to grieve for your loss and let things settle properly. No large life decisions should be made while you're in this emotionally tumultuous state. Give yourself enough time to plan out all of your next steps carefully, and what your plans are once you've finished the grieving process.

Figure out your next steps

After you've given yourself enough time to work through all of the emotions that came with the death and inheritance, it's now up to you to decide what comes next. Take inventory of your current financial situation and future financial and life goals and see how you can best leverage your inheritance to accommodate that. For instance, wanting to move away and selling the property after an inheritance is worth considering. You'll have to start the process of lining up a real estate agent and getting the house sold. Maybe you have some debts to pay off, but no matter what, you should carefully decide how you're going to apply this inheritance to benefit your life as much as possible, instead of putting it to waste.

Get help if necessary

Inheritance is seldom as simple as receiving a box full of valuables, money and the deed to a new house. Your inheritance may be made up of stocks, bonds, or other assets you might not necessarily know how to deal with properly. Transferring everything will require a good lawyer and everything else will require someone well-versed in that particular field. If you inherit significant investments, you should see a financial planner, so you fully understand all of your options.


If you're currently dealing with the death of a loved one, condolence. Life is fraught with tragedy, and it's unfortunate that death is just a fact of life. Whoever has left you this inheritance definitely wishes for you to put it to good use in benefitting your life. It's crucial not to squander it on reckless purchases and instead, do everything you can to make it genuinely change your situation in life.

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It is addressed differently across cultures, lifestyles, and religions, and it can be difficult to find the right words to say when in the company of someone who is dying. I have spent a lot of time working with hospice patients, and I bore witness to the varying degrees of memory loss and cognitive decline that accompany aging and disease.

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I especially learned a lot from patients severely affected by dementia.

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We would connect through smiles and short phrases, yes or no questions, but more often than not, their minds were in another place. Some patients would repeat the details of the same event, over and over, with varying levels of detail each time.

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I often wondered why their minds chose to wander to a certain event or time period and leave them stranded there before the end of their life. Was an emotionally salient event reinforcing itself in their memories?

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I felt honored to be able to spend time with them, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I was intruding on their final moments, moments that might be better spent with family and loved ones. I didn't know them in their life, so I wondered how they benefited from my presence in their death.

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In a way, it might have made it easier to start fresh every week rather than to grow attached to a person they would soon leave.

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They were reliving a memory or experiencing life again as if it were the first time, but as the end draws nearer, a drastic shift in mood and demeanor is evident.

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