From Dr. Jane's Notebook

Family ties: I didn't see this coming

These days my friends fall into two categories: Those whose parents are still alive and those whose parents are not. For the past three years, my parents have lived in a state somewhere between life and death, between health and sickness. Married more than 60 years, I used to worry whether they could survive without each other. What I failed to consider until recently was the pain that I will feel when they are gone. Now as I face my parents’ illness, I feel blessed to still have them in my life, but anxious that there is so little I can do to help, and terrified at my impending loss of them.  Here are a few more thoughts on the matter.

Just as my parents once walked me down my wedding aisle, I am now walking alongside them down a corridor from which they will not return. At some point, I will have to let go of them, knowing that our final separation will be neither voluntary nor temporary. Until then, I will do everything possible to help them enjoy a continued quality of life, while remaining ever-mindful that I cannot ignore the needs of my own family “for life goes not backwards nor tarries with yesterday” (Kahlil Gibran).   

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