Being a parent is not an easy job. There are pitfalls everywhere that you have to protect your little ones from. It never ends. My kids are in their 30s and a day does not go by that I don't think about their health and safety and happiness. Somehow I deluded myself into believing that once they got out of high school or at the latest, college...that would be it...sayonara, adios, aloha, whatever. No more worries. Well you can kiss that good bye. The Kitty keeps her cell phone on (plugged into the charger) all night in case one of the "kids" needs to reach us and our home phone is not working. Every 10 years or so we do get an important call which reinforces the necessity of keeping the phone on for the other 3649 nights. Mostly we get calls at 3 am with some drunk asking if the bus goes by here. This is one of those things that no one can fully appreciate until they are a parent. It seems so silly to spend any energy worrying about your kids once they are old enough to have kids of their own. A few years ago we were at a dinner, at a table of folks much older that we are and were talking about our "kids" and what they were doing. Blah Blah. An 80ish year old guy on the other side of the table joined the conversation by saying " I have 4 kids. They're all on Medicare." He still worried about them.
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