Thursday, June 30, 2011

I have reached that age where I am beginning to get a bit concerned about my parents. My mother works too hard on her job, spends her free time taking care of her parents, and she rarely does anything leisurely for herself. My father prefers to keep all of his issues inside, and he never sees fit to telt me what's on his mind until after the face when it is no longer an issue. If he were to have any type of health issue, I doubt he'd tell me, because "he wouldn't want to worry me or my brother".

If my parents were still together, my level of worrying would be significantly less, because I'd trust they'd look after one another (with varying degrees of success I'm sure). But my mother lives on her own in Cleveland, and my dad allegedly has a lady, but ultimately he lives alone too--although he's only a 20 minute drive from me. It's not that I don't believe in God, and it is not like I am anticipating gloom and doom for my parents, but now that they are 60ish, I just get concerned that's all as they get older, and I don't want to wait too long to be concerned. This is a bit depressing, but I can't be the only one who thinks like that..just wanted to get that out.

Also, I hope to God bookstores don't go out of business. I was in Books-A-Million today buying this book for the wife, and I realized that browsing in bookstores never gets old. I looked at the bestsellers, I looked for books for my son, I briefly leafed through some adult magazines with gratuitous nudity, and I even contemplated buying a board game based on The Office. You just can't do these types of things by going on Amazon or itunes (although I have no problems buying books and/or music from there). There has to be a way that Starbucks, Borders and Barnes and Noble can merge into one big ass powerhouse that can give me coffee, books and maybe a secret stash of porn to boot. This has to happen..


Sab D said...

Man, my parents got me worried too. Plus the in-laws. Both sets are HUGE factors in my choosing to head back to the midwest (snowstorms be damned!).

Jazzbrew said...

Count me in that as well.

Check this... my mother went through a cancer procedure and I didn't know that she had it until AFTER it was removed and in remission. Now I call her everyday and worry every time she says she has to go to the doctor. My Pops is timeless. Never sick, never tired, never anything but playing golf. The problem with that is he is even more tight lipped than my mom.

The funny thing? You and I will probably repeat that same process for our kids. It never ends.