Love Can Last Decades After Your Death

My parents were killed in a <a href="https://medium.com/the-wind-phone/where-before-and-after-collide-d9bc9dce3d85" rel="noopener">car accident</a> when I was fourteen. I’m fifty-two now. When people find out about my tumultuous teen years, most are baffled because I seem so ‘untroubled’ today. I suppose I am relatively trouble-free. I have a solid 27-year marriage, our three adult kids are making good life choices, we own a home and a car, and the fridge is usually filled (mostly with condiments). There was the breast cancer diagnosis last year but I’m through the worst and am trusting that is all in my past. You could have turned out so different, I’ve heard. I would never have known, you seem so happy and well-adjusted. It could have been so much worse. You could have become an addict or super depressed or whatever. You just seem so unaffected. It was thirty-seven years ago so I’ve had a bit of time to adjust to being an orphan and all that has come with it. When asked what got me through those years and how I managed to turn out ‘okay’ my answer comes without hesitation: My parents’ love for each other and their love for me. Although the physical display of that love was severed the instant those two cars collided, it had already permeated my insides and it lasts even up until today. <a href="https://medium.com/the-wind-phone/love-can-last-decades-after-your-death-842e027e0593">Visit Now</a>