I'm 57. My mom died back in 1988 when I was 27. My dad in 1995 when I was 34. I've been with my wife since 1979. Her parents are still alive. They live about 9 minutes from us. We see them at least once a week, and usually more. They pop in unannounced very often and I love it. We do the same to them. I can usually count on them stopping in after 5:00 mass on Saturday evening. We go to the casinos together about once a month. I've known my wife's parents longer than I knew my own parents. I told my mother in law that the other day, and she couldn't believe it. We did the math. I've known them 39 years. I'm extremely fortunate in that I love my in-laws like they are my own parents, and they've always treated me like one of their own since day one dating their daughter. They've been around for our kids since they were born. My kids call them often and visit with them every time they come home. Our oldest lives in Pittsburgh, and we see her about every 6 weeks. We go there or she comes here for the weekend to visit us and the grandparents. The youngest is in college about 2 hours away. She comes home about every 2 months or we go there. Sometimes we take the in-laws to see the kids, too. We've gone on family vacations with them several times and had a blast. They took us all to Hawaii. We took them to the Outer Banks in North Carolina. And we used to rent a cabin at a state park together in the winter. Just love them.
However, mom is now 78 and dad will be 91 next week. He's really slowing down mentally and physically. Up until about 3 years ago, I think he could have still kicked my butt. He'd mow his lawn every other day with a walk-behind Toro that adjusted to his speed automatically. Before that, he had a three speed walker that didn't go fast enough, so he'd put it in neutral and push it!
But nowadays, he gets nervous if they leave home. After dark, it gets weird. We know what it is. He doesn't realize it. Extremely poor short term memory. He can tell you details about things that happened 20 or more years ago, but not what happened 5 minutes ago. He gets nervous if we leave our car in their driveway when we take them out to eat or for a drive. What if someone breaks into it? What if it hails? What if someone steals it?
It's kind of hard to watch and listen to the repetitive stuff. But you just bite your tongue and remember all the times they took care of you, your kids, etc... and hope someone treats you with some dignity if and when you happen to get like that yourself.
So, if they won't come visit you, then you go visit them. Or go and get them and bring them to your place and take them back in a week. Maybe they don't feel comfortable driving, but just don't tell you.
Anyhow, love em while you got em. :thumbsup: