My best friend just turned 66 and her father is dying - at 92. Her mother is still alive but in a nursing home and mentally absent - "demented" (an awful word).
Her father was diagnosed with cancer just a couple of weeks ago and my friend thought he might have a few months. In the past couple of days, it's become clear he only has days to go. He's a Quaker and is at peace with the idea of dying. My friend is flying tomorrow to be with him but is not sure if he'll still be alive by the time she gets there.
"Next time we speak", she told me, "I'll have joined you in the ranks of the adult fatherless."
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