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Adult Orphan at Age 39

A Mother is a Daughter's Best Friend

A very wise man once said, "You are not a true adult until both of your parents have passed on, you are then an orphan".

That man was John F. Kennedy, Jr. upon the passing of his mother Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis.

JFK, Jr was 34 years old at that time, but he could already feel the emptiness of being parent-less and the immediate realization that he's now a true adult.

n 2002 at the age of 39 I became an orphan and his statement has stuck with me. My father passed away in 1983 and my mother passed away in 2002. I was now an orphan.

I will never be able to hear my parents voice, share joyous occasions with them, celebrate holidays or ask them for parenting advice again.

It was time for me to become a true adult. A new chapter has begun.

My parents...My angels

My Parents

My Parents

Being an adult orphan is a way of life most of us will succumb to.

I have gained strength knowing that I have two angels watching over me as I continue on my journey of life. I speak to my parents through my heart.

It brings me comfort to know that no matter what I'm asking or sharing with them they are able to hear me.

I've shared countless stories about my folks with my family and friends and by doing so I am keeping their memory alive.

My heart ached when myself or my daughters celebrated milestones in our lives and my parents weren't able to share those moments with us, but I felt a sense of ease knowing that they knew exactly what was happening and they were there in spirit.

Losing a parent...

A parent passing away is similar to losing a part of yourself, I'm a firm believer in that. Losing two parents is losing two parts of yourself. The two people who created me and brought me into this world are gone and I'm left behind to live my life and continue to make them proud and I intend to succeed.

There will always be reminders that make the heart ache. Such as their birthday or anniversary dates. Even Hallmark holidays such as Mother's and Father's Day. I believe in celebrating parents every day...not just on specific calender dates.

Instead of being sad on their special days you could celebrate them instead. You could prepare their favorite meal, go to a movie they would enjoy, go to a sporting event...the point is, your parents would not expect you to be sad, they would want you to shine! So shine!

I listen to friends as they complain about their parents pestering or nagging them and I tell them they are blessed to have parents who are there for them. I watch as friends greet their parents and I feel sadness, but yet I am happy for their blessings.

When the telephone rings it takes me back to the day when I would pick it up and hear my mother's voice saying "why haven't you called me?" It had only been two days since our last conversation. I smile now as I write this because it's a wonderful memory that I will always treasure.

Deep down in my heart I can still hear my parents voice and feel the touch of their skin and I hope one day to see them again but, for now I rely on the wonderful and heartwarming memories.

I took life's lessons that my parents have instilled in me and I have picked myself up, dusted myself off and carried on because basically I had no other choice. Life goes on. I walk with my chin up and on occasion I glance upwards and wave hello.

Uncle, Dad, Mom, Aunt

Uncle, Dad, Mom, Aunt


© 2011 Linda Bilyeu

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