My "Father" was orphaned at a young age and had to depend on others for shelter. He endured all the hardships life had to offer and spent his whole life living in humble circumstances.
Father turned the suffering he endured into love for us. With what little strength he had, he loved us all his life. Just as we finally began to enjoy a good life, Father became a vegetable.
We never abandoned him. We still gave Father a life others could envy, and witnessed our parents' love, too.
During the last five years of Father's life, he received not only the love of his children, but also Mother's long-delayed love.
I thought it was a novel, but I didn't expect it to be reality. Alas