I swear that everyday I am reminded of my aging process. I know my parents spent years caring for me; and that in return I will probally spend time caring for them. I don't mind that. But what happens when you feel like your parent is more lonely and depressed, rather than needing the care. I don't mean to sound selfish, and actually I am not speaking of my own parents as I write this. I am simply speaking about what is on my mind, from experiences I either view while I am working at the sales counter or see as I experience life through friends and extended family.
What is the responsibility of a child. When is the expectations from a parent, just too much? How does a person not feel guilty for wanting to say no, for thinking "is this really the problem, or are they just lonely today?"
Humm...
On a up note... I want to say "I love my husband". We have been married for almost 15 years. I can easily say there have been days that I have HATED that man. I am sure he can return that sentiment to me. Hee-hee! Today though, I can say we have been on a pretty decent up-swing in the "ups and downs" of marriage. :)
I had to replace my heat tool yesterday. The crafters and scrapbookers will understand when I must say I need to post a "Missing tool", lost somewhere within the walls of my scrapbooking space. LOL
However... I saw a technique on DIY scrapbooking (lovin' the DVR that tapes the 1am shows for me). I plan to make puffy and embossed chipboard letters. I will take pics and post soon, for those who might enjoy seeing the idea. :)
Hugs to ya'll!
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