A LETTER, from Mom and Dad

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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 selfpity when you yell.

When my hearing gets worse,
and I can't hear what you're saying,
I hope you don't call me "Dealease 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 little
and you wanted a ballon?"
You repeated youself 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 sick easily when they're cold.
I hope I don't gross you out.

Do you remember when you little?
I used to chase you around
because you didn'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.
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 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 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 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.

 No Love is Greater than Mom's Love, No Care is Greater than Dad's Care