Sitting and Thinking

It's 6am on a Saturday and Ive got a lot on my mind. Misspent youth, illness, both of my parents now gone, never having seen my nearly 3 year old grandson (except for the occassional photo). Your kids grow up and lead lives of their own, and sometimes forget us old folks. Times have surely changed. As a child I was taught that you took care of your aging parents, no matter what the sacrifice, and believe me, I made a lot of them. I don't regret my role as their health declined and I became resposible for them, but I guess I do harbor some bitterness. My brother was married and had a Naval career which included a wife and four kids, so I became the caretaker of aging parents. I told my son I would never put hm in the position I was put in, and I guess he has taken that to the heart. I am now disabled myself but know in my heart that he will heed my words.