Beautiful, Margaret. My mother died in March at age 99.6. She moved from Texas to live near me ten years ago. Since we were together so much, I got used to being "the young one." I'm 75, and I miss not having that relational comparison. I'm now "the old one" in many groups I hang with. It's okay. Elder-hood has its rewards. Blessings to you, your dad and step-mother and to all in our beloved community. In gratitude, Jann In a message dated 11/8/2012 10:18:11 P.M. Pacific Standard Time, aiseayew@netins.net writes: I moved back to Iowa to be with my dad. Even though I was 65 on my last birthday, he still occasionally refers to me as his little girl, or his only girl, always as his daughter. I still get angry with him when he treats me as if I were less than ten. (Try to stop that!) Then again, I call on him when I have a job to do that I am not sure how to accomplish well without his advice. He will be 94 next birthday. I am incredibly fortunate to have the father I have and that he is still living. My step-mother is only a year younger. One thing I know they would say to your question (after far too many years spent working with Heifer International) is that unless you are a goat, you have no kids. My father will always be my father and I will always be his daughter. It is one of the great gifts of grace that relationship outweighs all tests of time. Rejoice in the blessing. Love to all of you, Margaret