My Late Wife’s Trust Had One Condition I Didn’t Understand. The Woman Who Manages It Finally Told Me What It Meant

Handsome widower with salt-and-pepper hair and a trimmed beard standing in an olive grove in the Texas Hill Country at golden hour

When my wife died, she left our daughter’s college money in a trust with one strange rule. Every year, I had to have dinner with the trust officer at the bank and tell her one thing that made me happy. For three years, I had nothing to say.