We have not been to the Sias for a while, they have been busy and also with his health; they have been taking it easy. Mostly it is because we have aging parents and that takes a lot of time from us. Belinda is able to attend for one hour or so only as her has to return to care for her parents. Sarah tells me that her aunties are not helpful; with one of them being non functioning.
We see this as our duty, to care for aging parents and those sibling who can do while do their part and those who don't or can't or won't - we should not spend time thinking about that. I can't say I recall any tender moments between me and my parents as I was growing up. My Aunty Josie looked to me with more pride than Mom or Pa.
Earlier in the morning, I meet with a wayward girl - daughter of a friend of my brother to discuss training opportunities in our office although she does not intend to do architecture. I say yes because I know her family, because she is an orphan, her parents died within one year of each other (he died in China, there were some rumours surrounding his death, told to me by who else?). She seems wayward, the type of woman who could get her way if she wanted, she seem keen to escape family bonds - her grandparents and her brother although they are not close anymore - 'my brother and I grew apart'.
To conclude, I tell her to have a thought for her grandparents, that they had to do two sets of parenting; and when they thought they were finally free of their responsibilities - they had to do it all over again, this time in their seventies.
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