Old is relative
Haha.. I don't say that because I think I am getting old.
I was just wondering today about my parent's age.
I remember when I was a little kid and I was with my grandmother, I thought she was old. She had backaches and she had some greys and was a bit wrinkly. However, my parents were never old to me. They were my parents, always strong and there to take care of me. But today, as I was wondering about my dad's age, it struck me that he is getting old too. And he is very possibly not as fit as he used to be when he was younger. I mean dad used to carry stuff around, get this done and that done. But maybe I should not expect those things of him, not because he cannot do those now, but I don't want him to over-exert himself.
And I realized how funny my perception is.
Grandmothers are old and parents are not; except they are getting older.
Maybe I didn't think they were old because I was still in the frame of mind that I am young and I need my parents for things.
Take-away: Need to take care of my parents.
1 comment:
those same thoughts hit me when my dad turned 50, and now my mom. For some reason under 50 isn't "getting old", but when they hit that age, I realize how much of a bad son I've been. There's so much about them I still don't know. Maybe here is where our perceptions diverge. I feel a lot of guilt for not being closer to them.
though, my final thought is the same as yours, we should care for our parents... always
ps. what are we when we hit 50? =)
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