My Financial Journey
Chapter I
Dear Reader,
Where do I even begin?
If life followed the neat rhythm of a Three act structure: Setup, Confrontation, Resolution—this story would be much simpler. But my financial journey? was nothing like that at all.
No dramatic beginning
I grew up in a lower - middle class family. Thank god that my parents raised me and my brother with everything that truly mattered:
Food on the table, clothes on our backs, and even the occasional family trip.
Yes there were many many things we couldn’t afford, Like expensive trips, and new cars, but my parents always knew what is important for our development and personal growth without feeling deprived.
We even managed once to travel abroad on a cruise ship around the Greek Islands (I think it was for my Bar-Mitzvah or something).
No Classic confrontation
I had always wanted to figure out how the “rich people” live? and how did they get there?
When I finished my military service and stepped into the “real world,” that curiosity became a quest. I was fortunate to be entering adulthood during the boom of social media and the explosion of free, easily accessible information.
There is a Resolution… or at least a path
From the first day that I had started living on my own*, I’ve set to myself two major goals:
I would buy my first property with cash - no leverage, no mortgage.
I would be a Millionaire** by the age of 30.
Fueled by books, blogs, YouTube videos, and financial mentors, I created a plan:
Get Rich from Investing in the stock market and not by grinding endless hours or hoarding every penny.
Simple plan. Hard execution.
I didn’t hit my millionaire goal by 30 (I’m 33 now). I haven’t bought that first property yet, and apparently buying a property without mortgage is kinda stupid, But what I have learned is something very common that many self-made people discover along the way:
Your goals can be clear, but the road is rarely straight. It twists, dips, and takes you places you didn’t expect. And while I’m still on that journey, I’ve found that the ride itself—the lessons, the failures, the wins, are worth every moment.
Until next time, may your own path take you closer to where you want to be.
Michael.
own* - My first roommate was one of my best friends from high school.
Millionaire** - 1 Million Israeli Shekels in Assets.
