My parents raised me and cared for me. Now it is my turn to care for them. But my parents are still young and healthy. I grew and learned a lot from my parents. Now I want to do what they did for me, but I think it's a mixing of apples and oranges.
             In the past it wasn't unusual for the "family home" to house grandparents, parents and children. People were less mobile and most were born, lived and died in the same community. We look to the past for guidance, yet things have changed.
             I am now became a parent to my own children. But it isn't the same situation even though to others it may appear so. I've got married, have my own children, and will have grandchildren and responsibilities. Taking on the care of a parent is difficult to adapt to our lives no matter how hard we want to.
             An advance in medicine has progressed dramatically. A heart problem that used to kill someone is now taken care of with a pacemaker. Modern drugs prolong lives with diabetes, thyroid problems, blood pressure problems, but so far, when dementia hits, an otherwise healthy body is detrimental because the parents can do things to injure themselves yet can't be put in a playpen.
             All of the above are reasons why caring for an older parents is even more difficult than in the past. Each of our lives is different and has different problems. We can compare notes and advise and sympathize with each other, but when it comes right down to it, we must do what is right and able to be done by our family.
             I don't know yet which way my fortune going to turn when that time come, but I hope that my parents will stay healthy forever. I will put a great effort in support to my parents without looking for external help, but I can't say surely where is the border line of my abilities will be.
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