A Letter from parents- J SOWMYA BHAKTHAN( II DC ECONOMICS)

My child,

When I get old, I hope you understand and have patience with me

In case I break the plate, or spill soup on the table because I am losing my eyesight, I hope you

you don't yell at me.

Older people are sensitive, always having self pity when you yell.

When my hearing get's worse and I can't hear what you are 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 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. 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's all part of getting old

You will understand when you are older.

And if you have spare time,I hope you can talk for 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

the work.

Even if you are not interested in my stories, 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 have 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 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