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Just over a week after the passing of Phil Robertson, beloved patriarch of the Duck Dynasty family, his wife of more than 55 years, Kay Robertson, has broken her silence — and what she admitted has left fans and loved ones deeply moved.

At 77, Kay — known affectionately as “Miss Kay” — has long been seen as the heart and soul of the Robertson family: a symbol of grace, strength, and unwavering love. Through years of public ups and downs, from Phil’s troubled early years to their shared rise to national fame, Miss Kay stood firm. But now, as she navigates life without her husband, she has revealed a quiet truth she kept close for decades.

In a private family conversation shared with permission by daughter-in-law Korie Robertson, Miss Kay reportedly said:

 “For all these years, I prayed I’d go first. Not because I feared death — but because I didn’t know if I could live without him.”

It was a confession that stunned even those closest to her — not because it was unbelievable, but because it spoke so clearly to the depth of love and dependence she had on her husband.

“He drove me crazy sometimes,” Miss Kay added with a soft smile, “but he was my whole world. Every morning, I woke up and thanked God for one more day with him — even when things were hard.”

Those familiar with the Robertsons’ story know it wasn’t always easy. In their early years, Phil battled alcohol addiction, infidelity, and spiritual darkness. Miss Kay endured pain that would break most marriages — but through faith, prayer, and resilience, they rebuilt something unshakable. Their story became a testament to forgiveness and the transforming power of grace.

Now, as she grieves, Miss Kay admits that she feels both devastated and grateful.

“I got more time than I ever expected. I got to see him change, grow, and give his life to Jesus. I got to see the man I always believed he could be. And I’d go through it all again just to have had him this long.”

The Robertson family has rallied around her, keeping her company and supporting her through these tender days. Fans from across the country have flooded social media with prayers and tributes, thanking Miss Kay for her strength and sharing how Phil and Kay’s love impacted their own families.

Perhaps the most powerful part of her admission came as she looked ahead:

“I don’t know what tomorrow holds. But I know Who holds me. And I know Phil’s waiting. I’ll see him again.”

With that quiet faith, Miss Kay has once again reminded the world why she remains the emotional anchor of the Robertson family — not just because of her strength, but because of her unwavering love.

Phil may be gone, but the legacy they built together — in love, faith, and family — lives on.

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