The most unexpected thing occurred during the last years of my parents’ lives.  Our roles shifted enormously.  My parents, as they cruised closer and closer to the ends of their lives, dropped their filters and their persona.  I had the, perhaps rare, and delightful opportunity to be with their true selves, perhaps even more so with Daddy, who had a big persona until his last weeks.  Mother and I yakked about personal stuff for years, but Daddy was more reticent and somewhat reclusive, especially about his feelings, although he did become an inveteret story teller in his 90s.  I was with his full vulnerability and innocence as he  moved into the next phase of his life.  He went from God to childhood to adulthood to childhood to God.



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