I found this poem a long time ago and it helped me keep my perspective when my mother was suffering from Alzheimer's. If you're lucky enough to be sharing this day with your mom, make the most of it. We miss you, Dusty.
To My Children
When I spill some food on my clean dress
or forget to tie my shoe,
please be patient and reminisce about
the many hours I spent with you.
When I taught you how to eat with care,
tie the laces on your shoe,
dress yourself and comb your hair--
those were precious hours spent with you.
So, when I forget what I was about to say,
just give me a minute or maybe two.
It probably wasn't important anyway,
and I would much rather just listen to you.
If I tell the same story one more time and you
know the ending through and through,
please remember your first nursery rhyme
when I rehearsed it a hundred times with you.
When my legs are tired and it's hard to stand
or walk the steady pace that I would like to,
please take me carefully by my hand and
guide me now, as I so often did for you.
Author unknown
When I spill some food on my clean dress
or forget to tie my shoe,
please be patient and reminisce about
the many hours I spent with you.
When I taught you how to eat with care,
tie the laces on your shoe,
dress yourself and comb your hair--
those were precious hours spent with you.
So, when I forget what I was about to say,
just give me a minute or maybe two.
It probably wasn't important anyway,
and I would much rather just listen to you.
If I tell the same story one more time and you
know the ending through and through,
please remember your first nursery rhyme
when I rehearsed it a hundred times with you.
When my legs are tired and it's hard to stand
or walk the steady pace that I would like to,
please take me carefully by my hand and
guide me now, as I so often did for you.
Author unknown
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