LETTER FROM A MOTHER TO A DAUGHTER:

LETTER FROM A MOTHER TO A DAUGHTER:

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“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.”- Unknown

Son, you have two machine guns…

Son, you have two machine guns…

After reading the daily news, Mary looked serious. She called her son to sit down with her.

“Son, you have two machine guns. The first is your car 1.8CC. When you drive to college. Be careful and don’t speed!”

Mary showed him the front page of the daily news. “See? This young man plowed his car into a group of seven people at a bus stop! A car can be like a machine gun if not used carefully!”

Her son nodded. He just came back from college looking tired.

“The next machine gun I have always wanted to talk to you about is this. Don’t you go around shooting wild oats to any girl in college except the one who will bring me, my grandchildren!”

A quiet person, he nodded again and went into his room.


“Sis, such a crude way to tell about the birds and the bees to your son!” Mary’s sister remarked.

“Sigh! I wish my husband would do this job instead of me!” Mary went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

So, have you spoken to your kids about the birds and the bees?”

I think the ‘Youtube university’ may have already done it!

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Learning about the birds and the bees online? (Photo by Marta Wave on Pexels.com)