I stumbled across this webcomic ( in <lj comm="fortysomething"> because I will pretty much click any link presented to me (I'm kind of a sucker that way). And discovered a lovely and poignant webcomic, that will probably resonate with anyone whose parents may be getting older. Or knowing someone in a number of other situations.

The Walk by Ryan Pequin

This could be any one us, sometime in the future.

My father is 82. We live with him, so we've sort of become the default caretakers - not that he needs much, he's in good shape. Truth to tell, it's mutually beneficial, as we get to live in the house I grew up in, in a neighborhood we could not afford these days. My kids are going to the school I went to as a kid. But I always wonder how this is going to wind up.

I've discussed with my brother, how sometimes I dread knocking on the door of his bedroom, the room where my mother also passed away, and one day, getting no response. And my brother looked at me and said, "You know, Leeanne, that's really the best case scenario."

I dread it. But I know it's going to happen. It may not be for awhile yet. His mother only passed away six years ago, having lived to be a hundred. But I'm trying to be prepared.