My Parents are getting Old and it is Breaking my Heart
In a happy and perfect family life I am privileged with, my only concern, a glitch, something that is evident and inevitable, a heartache that is mounting with every passing second — is that my Mom and Dad are turning grey.
Watching Our Parents Grow Weak is Hurtful
An undeniable part of mortal life, a transition that every living soul has to witness yet hard to swallow. And for me, it seems unbearable. Being fully aware of their emotional and physical fragility, my absence and their loneliness is something I desperately want to overcome. Increasing age and physical dependence go along and this realization is deeply conscious striking. With a constant sense of burden and responsibility, I feel indebted. A debt that can never be repaid.
Final thought: Imagining my Worst Fears
An offer that can’t be refused — that life is combined with death. No one knows when their time is up and yet everyone knows that one day it will be. What a mess!
Being far away and the uncertainty is killing!!
Probably it is not healthy to think like that but I can’t escape it. The thought of them gone numbs me within. And one day my fears might come true scares the hell out of me especially when I’m not around. I would offer my soul over theirs if the world would have worked that way.
Longevity, health, and their presence — this is all I want from my GOD.
