Tattered Piece of Paper

“The most amazing love anyone can ever have in this world, is love coming from a Mother”

There is a tattered piece of paper that I carry along with me. It was my best friend for a long time, and meant the world to me. While I sat by Mom in the hospital and felt her slip further away from me. Desperate to talk to her as we had always done, she slept soundly and didn’t respond to me.
It came in handy when I apologized to the nurse and doctors at her abrupt and rude responses. And when I was pushed to exhaustion, and she didn’t want me to leave. When in the end she panicked at the silliest of things, and wanted me to calm her and I didn’t have much left in me. When tears were welling in my eyes, and I needed for someone to hear me. But I didn’t have the words to talk to anyone, this paper would comfort me.
I would read it silently by her bedside and knew if she could that this is what she would have said to me.
“My dear girl, 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 girl?
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 darling daughter.”
Embracing the love of a Mother

5 thoughts on “Tattered Piece of Paper

  1. Julie says:

    ❤️ thank you ! Made my heart ache for one more minute, one more chat and one more hug with my maman! What a great daughter you have been throughout your life and I know your mom knew how fortunate she was. You loved her, respected her and honored her! Always loved watching you two together! Her love for all of you shone through and I saw her eyes light up with pride whenever she was around you all. And now her spirit lives on …… I feel it whenever I am around Nathan and Kelsey…..


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