Every day now I have been calling my Aunt Mary just to say hello and make sure that everything is OK in her part of the woods. Her part of the woods being about 1400 miles from my part of the woods.
Well all day long today I tried to call her, but there was no answer. I became worried after a few hours of this futile calling. My aunt is not so steady on her feet these days at nearly 86 years. She gets confused rather regularly and is quite forgetful. The scary and most amazing thing is that she still drives her car. All this about her makes me very nervous and concerned for her welfare and the welfare of others in her driving path.
So, after not being able to reach her all day I called my cousin Mike in Chicago who in turn called our cousin Jennifer in Carmel, Indiana. Mike had Jennifer go check on Aunt Mary in Indianapolis. We were all far away and rather scared and helpless about what Jennifer might find at our aunt's apartment or, maybe worse yet, that our aunt would not be there at all, with her car gone. Maybe she would be off lost somewhere or an accident victim, unidentified and alone.
Jennifer got dressed (it was getting late) and drove over to my aunt's who had just come home from my sister's house. She never just goes to my sister's house ever. This was certainly not typical. She had a us very worried. Like with a teen anger out late, we worried. We needed to know where she was as it was nearly ten PM.
Yet we were all happy that she was safe and had been having a good time, but she needed to have told us where she was going and that she would be out later than usual. It seems little to ask of her, but then she is an adult. I would certainly resent her checking up on my whereabouts at ten PM! But perhaps there is an age when an adult slips backwards and is a kid again I suppose.
So, here is my question: when did I become my Aunt Mary's parent? I guess it was sometime between August and October.
Well all day long today I tried to call her, but there was no answer. I became worried after a few hours of this futile calling. My aunt is not so steady on her feet these days at nearly 86 years. She gets confused rather regularly and is quite forgetful. The scary and most amazing thing is that she still drives her car. All this about her makes me very nervous and concerned for her welfare and the welfare of others in her driving path.
So, after not being able to reach her all day I called my cousin Mike in Chicago who in turn called our cousin Jennifer in Carmel, Indiana. Mike had Jennifer go check on Aunt Mary in Indianapolis. We were all far away and rather scared and helpless about what Jennifer might find at our aunt's apartment or, maybe worse yet, that our aunt would not be there at all, with her car gone. Maybe she would be off lost somewhere or an accident victim, unidentified and alone.
Jennifer got dressed (it was getting late) and drove over to my aunt's who had just come home from my sister's house. She never just goes to my sister's house ever. This was certainly not typical. She had a us very worried. Like with a teen anger out late, we worried. We needed to know where she was as it was nearly ten PM.
Yet we were all happy that she was safe and had been having a good time, but she needed to have told us where she was going and that she would be out later than usual. It seems little to ask of her, but then she is an adult. I would certainly resent her checking up on my whereabouts at ten PM! But perhaps there is an age when an adult slips backwards and is a kid again I suppose.
So, here is my question: when did I become my Aunt Mary's parent? I guess it was sometime between August and October.
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