a letter from mother and father

my child,

when i get old, i hope you understand and have patience with me.
in case i break the plate, or spoil soup on the table because i'm losing my eyesight.
i hope you don't yell at me.
older people are sensitive, always have self pity when you yell.
when my hearing get worse and i can't hear what you are saying.
i hope you don't called me "Deaf!".
please repeat what you said and 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 myself 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 balloon?
you repeated yourself over and over until you get what you wanted.
please also pardon my smell as well. i smell like an old person.
please don't force me to shower.
my body is weak.
old people get sick easily when they are cold. i hope i don't gross you out.

do you remember when you were 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 is all part of getting old.
you'll understand when you are older.
and if you have spare time, i hope we can talk even a few minutes.
i'm always all by myself all the time and have no one to talk to.
i know you are busy with work.
even if you are not interested with my stories, please have time for me.

do you remember when you were little?
i used to listen to your stories about 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 strength to face death.

and don't worry.
when i finally met out Creator.
i will whisper to Him to bless you.
because you love your mom and dad.
thank you so much for your care.
we love you.

dear my future husband, i wanna grow old with you :)




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