A mother talking to her son, with advice - Anonymous

"My dear son,

One day, you will see me old…not logic in my behaviors

When I would reach that day, then, please..

Give me from your time and some or your patience to understand me

When my hand would tremble and food would fall on me

And when I won’t be able to wear my clothes on my own

Then please bear patience with me,

And remember that years passed while I was teaching you what I am not be able to teach you today

I am not pretty anymore, or having a nice smell

Do not blame me and remember all my attempts to make you nice and smelling good while you were a child

Do not laugh at me when you see my ignorance and non-understanding of your generation

But, be my eyes and my brain so that I would catch up with what passed me

I am the one who educated you; I am the one who taught you how to face life

So how can you teach me today what must be and what should not be???

Do not be fed up with my lack of memory, my slow speech and slow thinking when I talk with you

Because my only pleasure during the conversation is just to be with you!

Just help me to achieve what I have a need of

Because I still know what I want!!

When my feet let go of me and fail to take me where I want

Be kind to me and remember that I took your hands so many times so that you could walk

Do not be ashamed to take my hands today, as tomorrow, 

You would be the one seeking who would take your hands

In my current age, know that I am not after life like you do

But, in simplicity, I am waiting for death…so be with me, and do not be against me…

When you remember something from my mistakes, then please know that I only wanted you good

And certainly, the best you could for me now,

Is to forgive my shortcomings, and keep my awrah, may Allah Forgive you and Protect you

Your laughter and smiles make me happy just exactly as when you were young

So do not deprive me from your companionship

I was with you when you were born, so be with me when I would die"..

The above has been translated from Arabic from Anonymous mail chain, I found it very powerful. May Allah Make us Take care of our Parents the proper way, may Allah Make us zuriyah Saliha for our parents, and May Allah Forgive us all our shortcomings towards our dear Parents...

We take so many things for granted, when a simple call of "mommy" would have such an impact on some people.

My Grand Mother Meriem was an orphan. When she married and had her first child, it was a daughter. When her daugher grew up a bit, she called her mom : "mama"..it was her first word...and my Grand Mother cried,,,she cried because she did not know what it was to have a mom and call her "mama"...it left an impact on her, and she still  remembered and described that instant years after her children grew up...may Allah Have Mercy on my Grand Mother, and on all the People who have passed away.

If we succeed to leave behind us children who would remember us and make duas to us after we die, then we would have certainly achieved something important in our life. Let us be thankful to Allah for the children we have, and for having parents who were kind to us, for so many people have been deprived from these blessings.