Parents. I have loved my parents and hated them, been enraged with them and anguished for them, laughed with them and cried for them. And I wondered whether others felt as I did.
In their late 60's, I now have new responsibilities for their lives as they now begin to need my help. Every previous role is up for renegotiation. There is a change in the balance of power, changes in the nature of love.
I find myself protective of my parents in new and disquieting ways. Just as I was once under their umbrella, they now seek shelter under mine.

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