Sunday, November 25, 2012

I Know This Day Will Come

I snagged this article from FB.  I changed a few of the words to suit me/mine.  If you read this, please understand, I'M NOT RE-WRITING THE ARTICLE,  just borrowing most of the wording. 
Letter From A Mother to Her Daughter Children

"My dear daughter child, the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through.

If when we talk, I repeat the same thing a thousand times, don’t interrupt to say: “You said the same thing a minute ago”... Just listen, please. Try to remember the times when you were little and I would read the same story night after night until you would fall asleep.

When I don’t want to take a bath, don’t be mad and don’t embarrass me. Remember when I had to run after you making excuses and trying to get you to take a shower when you were just a child?  (I'm not sure this would ever apply to me, but you never know!)

When you see how ignorant I am when it comes to new technology, give me the time to learn and don’t look at me that way... remember, I patiently taught you how to do many things like eating appropriately, getting dressed, combing your hair and dealing with life’s issues every day... the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through.

If I occasionally lose track of what we’re talking about, give me the time to remember, and if I can’t, don’t be nervous, impatient or arrogant. Just know in your heart that the most important thing for me is to be with you.

And when my old, tired legs don’t let me move as quickly as before, give me your hand the same way that I offered mine to you when you first walked.

When those days come, don’t feel sad... just be with me, and understand me while I get to the end of my life with love.

I’ll cherish and thank you for the gift of time and joy we shared. With a big smile and the huge love I’ve always had for you, I just want to say, I love you... ."
. . . . more than words will ever able to express.
I don't know who originally wrote this, but it fits the bill in so many ways.  I have a hunch I'm not the only Mama out there with these same concerns.


  1. AAWW I LOVE this! So perfect and so true. Love you A.C.!

  2. I am now a blubbering mess with tears falling down my cheeks, but in a good way. Thanks for sharing this, dearest kindred spirit. It really is so true.

  3. I am sad now. It worries me to know this day will come. I love you Mom even when i dont act like it. You mean everything to me.


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