I was pleasantly surprised by our conversation the other day, when I expressed my fears about being alone in my senior years. You pointed out that since neither of you is married, I would always have a place to be. I will assume this means I will be living with one or both of you when the time comes for me to be dependent.
At some point in the not-too-distant future, I know the tables will turn from my being a caregiver to a care receiver as I earn senior "senior" status. I see some privileges that come with that honorable title. I don’t need my children and grandchildren to put applesauce, a bib or diapers on my shopping list, but instead, show tickets and a suitcase.