It's so easy to have regret when looking back at one's life with one's parents. I remember having anticipatory regret when mine were still alive! You write beautifully here of the continuous negotiation between one's own developing identity, and the concern for both your father and your mother as they aged.
It's so easy to have regret when looking back at one's life with one's parents. I remember having anticipatory regret when mine were still alive! You write beautifully here of the continuous negotiation between one's own developing identity, and the concern for both your father and your mother as they aged.