dear son
the day that you see me old and i am already not, have patience and try tounderstand me …
if i get dirty when eating… if i cannot dress… have patience.
remember the hours i spent teaching it to you.
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 samestory until you get to sleep… when i do not want to have a shower, neither shameme nor scold me…
remember when i had to chase you with thousand excuses i invented, in orderthat you wanted to bath…when you see my on new technologies… give me thenecessary time and not look at me with your mocking smile…
i taught you how to do so many things… to eat well, to dress well… toconfront 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 becomenervous… as the most important thing is not my conversation but surely to bewith you and to have you listening to me…
if ever i do not want to eat, do not force me. i know well when i need toand when not.
when my tired legs do not allow me walk… give me your hand… the same way idid 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…
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..
you must not feel sad, angry or impotent for seeing me near you. you mustbe next to me, try to understand me and to help me as i did it when you startedliving. help me to walk… help me to end my way with love and patience. iwill
pay you by a smile and by the immense love i have had always for you.
i love you son…
your father