Meghan Cherie McFall
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We all have what I call our day of disgust. We can have this over just about any area of our lives. I have had three that stick out heavily in my mind. One…the day I realized that I was dying because I had let my health get out of control. It wasn’t the heart attack at 28 or the uncontrolled diabetes that woke me up. It was stepping onto a scale for the first time in 2 years and seeing the bright red 327 staring me in the face. A simple number. It seems to me that numbers played a huge role changing my habits.
The other two days all have to do with finances. The first was when I was married. My husband at the time has just spend ten days in ICU trying to decide to live. After then, he was moved into a rehabilitation facility and the expected rehab time was going to be at least 3 months. Before he had even come home from rehab, the first round of medical bills started pouring in. My heart sank as I fought with insurance companies for coverage, realizing we would be lucky to get half of his rehabilitation covered. This would easily cost six-figures. There was no option, because I couldn’t do his rehabilitation and still work. I was dying over the numbers. I sat down to pay our monthly bills and cried as I realized I would have to choose between the house payment and our regular bills. I didn’t know how long it would be until he would be able to return to work. My heart sank over the prospect that I could lose everything I had fought so hard for. That day was a turning point for me. I know that couldn’t change anything right then. However, I wouldn’t be in this position ever again.
The last time I had a day of disgust was when I received my divorce decree. I finally was able to see the damage of the separation of assets and debt. Sadly, in out case there wasn’t much of that. I got it all. All that assets…but all the debt that goes along with them. I felt like my ex-husband walked away like it didn’t happen and I was sucker punched. We had worked hard since my last day of disgust to pay off debt and had made progress. However, the total was still over $300,000. It was time for me to take control of my money and my future. It was time to adult and I had no one else who could affect those numbers but me.