My dad had a major stroke at 55 (untreated high blood pressure). He was in construction and had to stop working. He and my mom moved in with his mom (they moved in with us for 3 months and we only have a 2 bedroom house...my grandma had a 3 bedroom and she lived alone, so I had to beg my folks to move in with her.....they made me feel so bad for that...I kicked them out in their eyes and was a very unloving daughter). At 61 my mom and I were out roller skating at the rink for exercise and when she came home, she found him in his easy chair..he was gone; a heart attack. My parents have a had one tragedy after another (much or most of which was caused by their life choices), and I have been the one they turned to for everything, legal advise (I'm a paralegal), money, emotional support, etc. so when I wan't to set boundaries with my mom, it's almost like I'm turning my back on my own child. I know I'm not, and I have to be strong for both of us, but it's still emotionally hard.