It’s not a problem… until the unthinkable happens.

That’s the thing. Most people don’t plan for it, not really. We say we’ll get around to it, but life keeps moving. Until suddenly, poof, someone is gone, and you're left holding more questions than answers.

My father used to say it when we were young, “One day, poof! I’ll be gone.” I didn’t understand it then. I didn’t want to. But then he got sick, and… it happened. I wasn’t ready. None of us were.

They were downsizing from the house they had planned and built for their retirement, by the water, near the boat club, with book clubs and dinner meet-ups — the fun life, to move into a slower lifestyle. They were retired teachers who loved to travel. But when it came time to let go of their things, their furniture, their treasures, the pieces of their story, I stood in a driveway and watched it all get sold off at a yard sale.

I remember the people who showed up, the yard sale regulars, the resellers, the opportunists. They had patience. They had flea market booths. They knew we were grieving and just wanted it over with. So they bought low and walked away with the things my parents could have used to fund their joy.

My father was too weak from cancer to manage it. My mother wasn’t in a good place either. And me? I just wanted to disappear. I wasn’t thinking clearly. I wasn’t prepared.

Years later, I watched my mother do something different. She made a book. Everything was documented — accounts, contacts, instructions. It was a gift to us. When she passed, there was clarity, not chaos. I’ve never forgotten that.

Say It Last is built from both of those stories — the yard sale and the book.

It’s a way to organize what matters while you still can, to protect your wishes, your identity, and your voice. It’s not just a place to store things. It’s a place to say, “This is who I was. This is what I valued. And here’s what I want to happen next.”

It’s not a legal will, it’s a structured, thoughtful way to make your voice heard. It helps you compile your last wishes, organize your accounts and subscriptions, and identify that one trusted friend who knows exactly what to delete when the time comes — yes, even your browser history and those embarrassing photos.

You can even control when that information is shared. Just use the safety toggle. Flip it on before a surgery, a mountain climb, a solo trip, or just living alone and wanting peace of mind. Then toggle it off again when things are calm, or you want to make updates.

I don’t want my family to guess. I don’t want them to be rushed. I want them to be free from that burden — and maybe even free to grieve without a pile of possessions in their way.

This isn’t just about legacy. It’s about control, intention, and yes, dignity.

That’s why I built Say It Last.

Handled. Decided. Safe.

— Sir Rick, Founder