A story for those with aging parents

Wife and I in late 80s. Still live independently but know it can’t be for long. Live in city with both children. For Christmas present, this last Sat our daughter took mom to lunch and to get manicure/pedicure. Son took me to lunch but what a lunch; It took over an hour, included oysters, wine, other delicacies. Then we went to his house, sat outside, smoked cigars and drank cognac. They each wasted a day on us, talked one on one as if we were important, discussed their life and future plans as if asking our opinion. I cannot express what an absolutely perfect experience.