My dear son, 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 little boy?
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, honey, 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 ... my dearest son .
Original text in Spanish and photo by Guillermo Peña.
Translation to English by Sergio Cadena
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