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A Letter From Mom & Dad by Foxybone(m): 12:21pm On Aug 15, 2012 |
My child, When I get old, I hope you understand and have patience with me… In case I break a plate, Or spill soup on the table because I m loosing my eyesight, I hope you don’t yell at me… Older people are sensitive, Always having self-pity when you yell… When my hearing gets worse And I can’t hear what you’re saying, I hope you don’t call me “Deaf!” Please repeat what you said or Write it down… I’m sorry, my child… I’m getting older… When my knees get weaker, I hope you have the patience to Help me get up Like how I used to help you while you Were little, Learning how to walk… Please bear with me… When I keep repeating my self Like a broken record, I hope you just keep listening to me… Please don’t make fun of me Or Get sick of listening to me… Do you remember when you were little And you want something You repeated yourself over and over Until you got what you wanted… Please also pardon my smell… I smell like an old person, Please don’t force me to shower, My body is weak… Old people get sickeasily when they’re cold. I hope I don’t gross you out… Do you remember when you were little? I use to chase you around Because you don’t want to shower, I hope you can be patient with me When I’m always cranky It’s all part of getting old… You’ll understand when you’re older… And if you have spare time, I hope we can talk Even for a few minutes Because I’m always all by my self all the time And have no one to talk to, I know you’re busy with work… Even if you’re not interested in my stories, Please have time for me… Do you remember when you’re little? I used to listen to your stories… When the times come And I get ill and bedridden, I hope you have patience to Take care of me… I’m sorry… If I accidentally wet the bed Or make a mess… I hope you have the patience to Take care of me during the last Few moments of my life… I’m not going to last much longer, anyway… When the time of my death comes, I hope you hold my hand And give me the strength to face the death… And don’t worry… When I finally meet our Creator… I will whisper in his ear To BLESS you… Because you loved Your MOM and DAD… Thank you so much for your care… We love you With much love, Mom and Dad! |
Re: A Letter From Mom & Dad by Nobody: 9:01pm On Aug 18, 2012 |
Touching... We pray God give us d strength when d tyme come 2 be nicer.. |
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