A Letter From Mom and Dad

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 lost my eyesight. I hope you don't yell at me.

Older people are sensitive. Always  having selfpity when you yell.

When my hearing get 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 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 a little and you wanted a balloon?

You repeated yourself over and over untill 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's weak. Old people get sick when they're cold. I hope I don't gross you out.

Do you remember when you were a little?

I used to chase you around because you didn't want to shower.

I hope you always 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.

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 with my story, please have time for me.

Do you remember when you were little?

I used to listen to your stories about your teddy bear.

When the time comes, and I get ill and bedridden. I hope you have the patience to take care of me.

I'M SORRY, if I accidentially 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