Dear
son,
By the
time you read this letter I will be gone. I won't say don’t be upset, I know
you will be. What I am saying is be sensible and pull yourself together, death
is inevitable for you and me I was just first on the list. As Martin Luther
King Jr. says “A man who won’t die for something is not fit to live.”
You
would be wondering what your mother is doing misquoting Martin Luther King Jr.
I know I am misquoting him also I know you laugh at when someone is misquoting,
well this was just my attempt to make you smile (Hope that works).
First
things first always take care of your wife, children and your father. Your
father may sometimes act he is all tough and don’t need any help, believe me he
will need all the help you can give and is too proud to say that.
Your
wife is really a great girl see to it you always take good care of her those
will be your precious moments in both of your life. I can see the love in her
eyes each time you come home from work. It gives me a great deal of peace of
mind to know she will always be there for you. Tell her I love her a lot, in fact,
more than you and I never saw her as a daughter in law but always as a daughter
and friend.
I will
definitely miss your children. Their innocent laughs, silly jokes, pranks,
fights in short everything about them. Tell them I will always love them. Both
of you are the best parent they could ever good, sometimes I feel you were a
better parent than we ever were with you. Always tech them the importance of
gratitude and humility because that is what the world wants and not more
millionaires and billionaires.
Whom I
will miss the most is your father, he gave me the best years of my life. At the
start it was never easy to be with him, as time passed by it got easier. He may
sometimes act like a fool, be patient with him then. He forgets to take his
medicine many a times, always ask him if he had the medicine if not take it and
give it to him.
I
don’t know where people go after dying, I hope I am going back to God and if I am,
I will definitely ask him to give you all a long, healthy, fruitful and
beautiful lives.
The
bell just rang, it’s probably you and your father from your morning walk. All
others are still asleep in their room.
With lots of love
Mom.
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