Sheryl's Memories

Mother you are the best October 15, 2010

Last few days, my friend told me a story about life.
An old man asking his son, what is that flying above the sky? His son answered its a sparrow. Then a little while again his father asked it’s that a bird at the sky? Then the son replied no dad its a sparrow. Then a little while more the father asked the son again what is that again? The son got furious and answered dad how many times must u ask, i told u its a sparrow.
Then the old man went into his house and got a diary written about his son olden days whereby when he was in the learning process where he used to asked the father a lot of time but his father was patient enough to teach him. Now since the father is getting old he tend to be forgetful, so be more patient with him.
Then my friend even told me another story whereby a mother wrote in her diary about the growing process of her child where she kept on asking how, why n what? The mother answer everything patiently. Now she is getting old, she hope her daughter will treat her the same.
I nearly want to cry when I heard these thinking being so guilty towards my mother. My impatient whenever she forgot what I told her before several times. Now I realize and I will not be the same.
Mother,
You hold my hand when I am learning to walk without letting go, no matter how many times I fell you picked me up, so now I will hold onto your hand to guide you around and to hold on to you when you fall.
You taught me words when I am learning to speak with repitition patiently, I shall be there to remind you everything if you forgot.
You are always there for me therefore I will always be here for you!