From the child, to the parents now…
not my picture or words…
As you get older, you’re becoming, more and more of an inconvenience to me, I know I’m supposed to take care of you, like you’d taken care of me when I was little (yeah right!!!), but, it’s just, too strenuous now, you’d become, close to immobilized, and, I’d needed to, take you wherever it is that I go, even the bathrooms, because something might happen (like you might fall and hit your head and fall into a coma???), while I go and use the toilet.
As you get older, we will get busier, because we are both, still establishing ourselves in society, living up to how the world expects us to become, and there’s just, NOT enough time, for us, to visit you every single weekend like we used to now, plus, the kids are getting older here, and they want their weekends to spend, with their own friends, and we can’t force them, to go with us, to visit grandma and grandpa, can we, like when they were little, and can’t disagree with what we need or want them to do.
not my picture…
As you get older, you’ll have less, and the only thing that’s added would be those one extra candles on your birthday cakes, as for the rest, you’re, slowly, losing them all………
the cycle of life here…
Life, the Obstacle Course 