reality

sometimes it hurts. with dad living with us and as i try to help him navigate the doctor changes, understanding his medications and his physical issues right now it makes me sad that he is growing old. as a kid i used to keep very close track of my parents ages and with each few years or decade change i remember thinking "ok they're in their 40's, that's not so old." Then..."they're in their 50's, that's not so old." and on it went. when mom died at 66 that seemed painfully young. and now as dad looks at 75 i still think of that as young, but the reality is that he's slowing down and age is a factor more and more each year. it makes me sad. it makes me tearful at times. i miss the days with both parents - those years that i thought would never end...MY parents wouldn't die. but she did, and they do.
jen's getting married, kimmie faye is a real social worker, matt is a senior in high school...reality is real alright.