You know the call is going to come. If you’re a Baby Boomer with an aging parent, it’s inevitable.
When your mother is 92 and living on her own a thousand miles away, you know the news is out there in the unknowable future.
And then one Monday the phone rings and the future becomes a little more knowable.
“Greg, this is Audrey, your mother’s housekeeper. Miz Dennis is in the hospital and not doing very well.”