My Dad definitely isn’t young, but he’s not in failing health either. And my mom is probably in even better shape, just go-go-go. But there’s a history of heart problems in our family. Dad’s already had a quintuple bypass. And life just happens. I talk to my parents more now than I did for years. We’re much closer as a family. Which probably makes the though of losing them worse.
Dad’s pretty respectful of work. So when the phone rings in the middle of the business day and it’s a call from him, my heart stops for a second. It doesn’t matter what I’m doing, I stop, excuse myself, find a quiet place to talk and take the call. Always glad when it’s something trivial, but always aware that one day it won’t be.