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Dear Son |
| The day that you see me old and I am already not, have patience
and try to understand me … |
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If I get dirty when eating… if I can not dress… have patience. Remember the hours I spent teaching it to you. |
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If, when I speak to you, I repeat the same things thousand and one times… do not interrupt me… listen to me. When you were small, I had to read to you thousand and one times the same story until you get to sleep… |
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When I do not want to have a shower, neither shame me nor scold
me…
Remember when I had to chase you with thousand excuses I invented,
in order that you wanted to bath… |
| When you see my ignorance on new technologies… give me the necessary time and not look at me with your mocking smile… |  |
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I taught you how to do so many things… to eat good, to dress
well… to confront life… |
| When at some moment I lose the memory or the thread of our conversation…
let me have the necessary time to remember… and if I cannot do
it, do not become nervous… as the most important thing is not
my conversation but surely to be with you and to have you listening
to me… |
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If ever I do not want to eat, do not force me. I know well when
I need to and when not. |
| When my tired legs do not allow me walk... |  |
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… give me your hand… the same way I did when you gave
your first steps. |
| And when someday I say to you that I do not want to live any more… that I want to die… do not get angry… some day you will understand… |  |
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Try to understand that my age is not lived but survived. |
| Some day you will discover that, despite my mistakes, I always wanted
the best thing for you and that I tried to prepare the way for you.. |
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You must not feel sad, angry or impotent for seeing me near you.
You must be next to me, try to understand me and to help me as I did
it when you started living. |
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Help me to walk… help me to end my way with
love and patience. I will pay you by a smile and by the immense
love I have had always for you.
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I love you son…
Your father |
