Every now and then, I hear someone complaining about the hard time they have helping an elderly parent. Some say they resent the time it takes to "run every time help is needed."
Actually, it happens more often than it should.
When it does, I never know if I should hold my tongue or say what I think. Speaking my mind usually wins.
This week, I listened to an acquaintance talk about the demands on her time because of her elderly father. They live a little more than an hour apart and she complains that it takes all day to drive him to a doctor's appointment.