When we’re growing up we all saw our parents as invincible; nothing could hurt them, they’ll never age, they’ll live forever. As we got older they became a little worse for wear but still kept going strong. The years rolled by…hours turned into days, days into months, months into years; and just like that, 10, 20, 30 years have passed. Our parents now showed signs of age and every little ache, injury or illness became that much more life-threatening to their well-being. Their invincibility demeanor had now dwindled in status and our perception of them changed. As their offspring, it was hard for us to see them as anything else other than “Super Dad” or “Super Mom”. Eventually the roles became reversed and we became their support, their protector, their care-giver. We worry for them non-stop, 24/7; and it’ll never end until it ends. But that’s the journey we all endure for our loved ones, our family…it’s a thankless job that comes with a priceless reward…and we would do it all over again if we had to.