Role Reversal

As a realtor, I find myself in a lot of different homes.  Yesterday I was in one of my old homes that is again for sale (3/4 bedroom, 2 bath all brick bungalow in a leafy Cleveland suburb in case anyone's in the market.) But I digress.  Being in this home brought back so many memories.  This was our home when the boys were little and stress was high. My mom was a huge help to me during those days.  

One of the boys was very sick when he was a baby, and I remember specifically calling my mom (from the land line at the hospital - those were pre-cell phone days) and telling her how sick he was. She was out of the country at the time and she asked what she could do to help.  I simply said "come home - I need you."  And she did. She took care of the other boys, and me, as I took care of my sick child.  She was my rock during that period.  She was my mom.

Now as I tuck her in to bed at night, promising a back rub if she gets right in, I think to myself how the parent has become the child.  I was lucky to have her then, and I'm lucky to have her now.  Our roles are just so different.