tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post8644108284019698356..comments2024-03-28T18:25:14.205-04:00Comments on The Adventures of Travel Penguin: Aging Parents Travelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07787024407420088973noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-51933251644052851292016-11-16T08:00:11.949-05:002016-11-16T08:00:11.949-05:00Never a fun part of life when the roles get revers...Never a fun part of life when the roles get reversed and your parents are so frail and elderly. I lost my parents at relatively young ages but we directed care for my mother-in-law w/Alzheimer's until her death. Those were rough years dealing with her issues and raising children.<br />Everyone does the best they can given the situation, at least I like to think they do.slugmamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12728856166374248591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-30358625081569275492016-11-15T17:12:37.884-05:002016-11-15T17:12:37.884-05:00I am an orphan but this post ressonated with me be...I am an orphan but this post ressonated with me because the Prof's parents are becomming more frail now.....we are spending christmas with them this year......and i am glad we can do it xJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-1592424143281917872016-11-15T08:50:00.869-05:002016-11-15T08:50:00.869-05:00My best to you. I know what you say. Your choices ...My best to you. I know what you say. Your choices are wise. Fearsome Beardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12338879036238705400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-4748501162378618492016-11-15T08:13:13.684-05:002016-11-15T08:13:13.684-05:00I often feel guilty about not living on the doorst...I often feel guilty about not living on the doorstep when my father has been ill and I've had to drop everything and dash back to the uk to support him. I console myself with the idea that at my age my parents no longer had parents of their own to look after and were free to enjoy life and do whatever they pleased whenever they liked.<br />I don't consider him to be a burden but I'm mindful of the fact that many of my friends and colleagues have worn themselves out in caring for and running the lives of their elderly parents, to the extent that they themselves were too old and exhausted to enjoy life once they were free. Which may sound harsh, but old people are living so much longer nowadays and when they become dependant on their own ageing children for everything, those children are at risk of missing out on the retirement they have worked so hard for.<br />I once explained this to my father and he took it on board. But I still feel guilty at times. It's a difficult choice to make.Jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09726164724131916224noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-13783518814390804112016-11-15T07:36:58.592-05:002016-11-15T07:36:58.592-05:00No matter how ole we get we tend to think of our p...No matter how ole we get we tend to think of our parents as always being there and being the same; then reality hits you in the face and you realize they aren't immortal and still in their 30s and 40s.Bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15302478126147924237noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-58396044476713079552016-11-15T07:12:42.987-05:002016-11-15T07:12:42.987-05:00Best wishes to you.Best wishes to you.Terryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08094441414025227387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-31085946298153238362016-11-15T06:57:27.435-05:002016-11-15T06:57:27.435-05:00I've had similar crisis modes with my stepfath...I've had similar crisis modes with my stepfather over the past few years. I know how you must feel. Enjoy your holiday.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-26043321513882496502016-11-15T05:08:04.509-05:002016-11-15T05:08:04.509-05:00So sorry for what you and your parents are living ...So sorry for what you and your parents are living through. Not easy. I hated those "last visit" visits, which as you've experienced sometimes continue for years. I wish you a sweet and happy Thanksgiving. You are a good son!Moving with Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12954028272162285597noreply@blogger.com