I visit my 82-year-old dad multiple times a week. He still tells people he's lonely.

• Since he had two strokes, I've experienced a complete role reversal with my father. • I visit him multiple times a week, but he still tells people he gets lonely. • My father always put his family first. I'm happy I can show up for him and give back now.

The appointment with my dad's financial advisor was late one Friday morning. The day had already been hectic with work issues cropping up, so I was running late. Being late makes me cranky.

Then my dad needed to stop at the ATM, and the person in front of us must have been applying for a mortgage based on how long they took. That made us even later, and my crankiness ramped up another notch.

We met my brother there, and the three of us were ushered into a conference room. As we sat at the table, my dad's financial advisor asked ho