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The Living Dead -- Writer's Poke #183

As my parents continue to grow older, I often wonder what it will be like to live without them. My assumption is that I will, in fact, outlive them, although stranger things have happened. We live a few hundred miles apart, and so each visit is important. They could live for years more, but I can measure their lives in the number of days that we'll actually be together physically.

Some of my friends have already experienced the loss of a mother or father, or both. What's even more amazing to me, though, is that some have cut off all ties with a living parent. In other words, their parents have became the living dead.

What will they feel when their parents actually die? Will they regret the years of life lost, or will they stand by their decision? To the best of my knowledge, none of my friends who have stopped talking to their parents were sexually abused, but all would claim a never-ending mental abuse.

One of the toughest transitions for parents is to recognize when a son or daughter is no longer a child, but an equal.

How would you describe your relationship with your parents or family? What could you do to strengthen that relationship?

"The other night I ate at a real nice family restaurant. Every table had an argument going." -- George Carlin


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