Once the inevitability of the family role reversal begins to emerge, common sense suggests that we set a high value upon this natural change in family dynamics, which, proving as necessary as it is classic, feels ever more profound as each next generation moves through the aging process—and hopefully with humility intact, we’ll consciously offer our adult offspring a gracious acceptance of their generous assistance in hopes of initiating a lasting sense of patience flowing freely, back and forth, being that at some point in every person’s life cycle, the aging process is not what we’d freely choose for our loved ones or ourselves except for the fact that the alternative is definitely less desirable than adding candles to our cakes in celebration of our good fortune to accumulate birthdays with loved ones, year after year.
🙋🏻♀️So thank you, Barry, Steven and David for taking my hand so tenderly while our relationship ‘crosses the street’ every bit as naturally as I’d taken your hand in mine when you were as vulnerable, in years past, as is currently true of me now that the aging process seems to have picked up the pace.
My love for each of you is so much more deeply felt than my brightest smile can clearly convey as I count my blessings every time each of you walks toward me, and as today’s train of intuitive thought has conveyed everything I feel need to say, for now, my trio of sons would most likely agree with my choice to conclude the profound nature of today’s post on a much lighter note—sooo:
Woo Hoo! Suns in 5!🙋🏻♀️🔆🏀
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