As children, it's easy to view our parents and teachers as mere functions—people who exist solely to care for or educate us. This article begins with a humorous, yet profound, reflection on the moment of realization: adults, even those central to our lives, exist independently of us, with their own preferences and struggles. The piece argues that this childhood bias often persists, preventing us from recognizing that our aging parents are simply people—and therefore vulnerable to common human afflictions, particularly loneliness and depression.