It's depressing to see our parents getting old while we are still struggling to be stable in life. The guilt feel is strong when we still can't afford the things our parents want or when we are unable to spend time with them since we are so busy with this thing called life.
As much as I wish my life was perfect, it's not. I still grieve from time to time about things out of my control. But I will always thug it out. Bc at the end of the day, I am where I need to be. & ultimately, I'm in a better place & blessed with the people who surround me.