Adventures Through A Dirty Windshield

It’s …

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Who would you like to talk to soon?

My parents.

Mom passed in 2006, Dad in 2016.

I was once told that I would need my parents until the day “I” died. I didn’t understand that until I no longer had them with me. They were right.

I need my parents every day. So many times I pick up the phone to call them. I think of them a million times a day.

I talk to them.

I tell them about my kids.

About my grandbaby.

I wish …

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    newt50

    I know exactly what you mean. When my son Matthew died, I really wanted my Dad to hold me. I felt like an orphan when he died as my mother had gone many years before him. It’s a strange feeling to be left as the only adult left and not feeling up to the challenge. 💔😔

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    1. Susan Avatar
      Susan

      It truly is. My sister called us orphans shortly after my Dad passed. It felt as if cold water had been tossed my face. I asked her if adults could be orphans, she replied, That’s what it feels like. And I realized, she wasn’t wrong.

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My name is Susan and I turned 59 this week. I was not thrilled about this age or the one that would be coming up next. One celebratory post on social media that included a link, inspired me to try 60 new things or experiences before I turn 60 in 2025. Join me on this journey as I view these adventures through a dirty windshield.

Susan is a mom of 2, grandmother of 1 and owned by 1 dog. Currently living in the Denver, Colorado metro area.

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