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For Mom and Dad................ Since I was baby, you cared so much for me Sleepless nights, you sung to me lullabies Till I grew up, you did not change you are kind So, for that, I love you more than my life. Dear Parents, I craved the horizon of success Being a part, the only gift I guess Sometimes I’m down trodden, you’re there for sweet caress. I know not what to treasure, only the love you deserved. Mother, knowing I could not repay you I could not find a mother just like you You are a wonderful indeed, I Love You Father, wishing you go to life, a perfect one You even work hard just for us Accept our uncertainties, you tenderly love us Perhaps – someday – well be blessed, at last I though so many times, so much times How can I express my unfading love for you My pen finds the way I could So let this poem be my expression I love you Mama and Dada    
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Good post and very wise .... ___________________________________________ It's a challenge to face that parents are growing old, in our minds eye we want to see them as we knew them in younger years. I would get angry when my mother got sick, part because I could not fix it. We'd go to the hospital, and it was very frustrating, then I learned to deal with it, when I had to accept that she was getting older. Her voice is the same as it was when she was young, vibrant and positive. she will tell me, I have to accept that she is getting older and that these things happen. Even being sick she was helping me to learn how to deal with her being sick. Over 20 yrs ago she had multiple major surgeries, but her outlook is always positive. That made it even more challenging to get the call to take her to the hospital. My parents separated when I was less than 1 yr old. both re-married but had no more kids; my father's wife had two sons, one which has passed, my step father passed, but he and my mother had been apart more than 30 yrs. My father passed more than 10 yrs ago, I did not get to see him in the last of his life, but my memory of him as a robust man, self determined to do things he wanted to do, a dynamic golfer, and one who always believed in getting the best quality of things to avoid wasting money on junk things. he was one who valued highly the respect of ones character and not compromising ones dignity. Over the past year or so, I can deal with it much better, and I can sit there with more patience than before and less of a frustrated anger. A few weeks ago, she was very weak, very dehydrated and her voice was almost a whisper. what I learned is not to wait for her to say let's go to the hospital, but to be insistent that we go to the hospital. When the paramedic came, they had some policy change about transport, they helped me take her to my car and I drove her, on the very same day that the streets became covered with Ice. Looking back, I should have taken her on the Saturday, or Sunday, but I got her there Monday morning, the result is they kept her for three days, getting her fluids up, and then it took another few days at home to try and get her to eat. She has digestive issue, and had become reluctant to eat for fear the digestive problems would return. I bought juices, soft foods, digestive supplements, ensure, and she began to drink the Ensure, and I bought some soups, she ate those and slowly regained her strength. We found out that buying the more expensive digestive aids seem to work more than the common brands which are promoted at the lower cost. Getting old is with many things within the mix. then there is the economics of it all, It becomes very much something to take very close consideration to insure not only that we are there for them, but we try to get the best things we can afford to help them. At 83, she drives, she does everything for her self, and she lives by herself, she likes not having to give up her independence at this point and time. This past week she was focused on having her oil changed in her car, and now she is focused on having it tuned up. She likes to cook dinner on some weekends and for the grand and great grand kids to come over. She has a small apartment, but it "home". I've tried to get her to move with me, but she is not ready to do that. I learned as a friend had told m before I moved here, you cannot take them from their comfort environment where they have friends and associates and move them just because we want them to move. It has to be their choice. It is a great thing for offspring's to be aware and be considerate and be willing to stand with them through the challenges that life brings.
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  Just a note while doing some reading here the noise from the T.V. started talking about hedge fund manager who in N Y C bought a building,, in doing so tripled the rent on Mom and Pop store who have been there for many generations,, forcing them to close,, this goes on world wide,, SoHo in London,, San Francisco ,, out with the old in with the new,,, thank you Mom and Pop for working your butt off to make a better life for the children 
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