I have known people who visit their parents every day. I know of others who visit much less often. And I have come to understand that it is unfair to measure love by how often one visits or calls.
I have come to a negotiated peace with myself. I speak with my parents once a week on the phone, a habit we established over 5 years ago when I relocated to Singapore. I am grateful that they are alert and able to do this. It gives me great comfort to be able to speak with them and know that they are OK. I try to visit them once every 6 weeks.
And there is no right or wrong answer. The answer is, the answer changes with every individual.
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