06/04/2026
Your dog can be your best friend.
Your boss can be your mentor.
Your barber can be your therapist.
Your coach can be your second dad.
Your neighbor can be your golf buddy.
Your kid can be your alarm clock at 5am.
Your brother can be your wingman.
Your mom can be your accountant.
Your grandpa can be your history teacher.
Your pastor can be your counselor.
One person, two roles. Happens every day.
All of those can be true.
Your employer-sponsored “advisor” is NOT your financial advisor.
They don’t work for you. They work for your employer.
They don’t know your name. They don’t know your kids. They don’t know your goals.
You meet once a year, they glance at your 401(k), and that’s it.
They don’t know your kid starts college in six years.
That you want the lake house in the Ozarks.
That your husband just lost his job.
That you’ve got a $600,000 gap in your life insurance.
That you want to retire at 50 — and your 401(k) is locked till 59½.
They’re not asking. They’re checking a box.