When I was a toddler, my parents would bring me to this lake. They'd escort me into the water and watch over me.
Roles have reversed. Now I bring them.
Mom and Dad are over ninety years old. They're unsteady on their feet. They usually stay inside the car. Sometimes I escort them for a walk closer to the sand.
Mom and Dad don't visit this beach for the view. They visit for the memories.
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