Τὸ ξέρω πὼς καθένας μοναχὸς πορεύεται στὸν ἔρωτα, μοναχὸς στὴ δόξα καὶ στὸ θάνατο.
Τὸ ξέρω. Τὸ δοκίμασα. Δὲν ὠφελεῖ. Ἄφησέ με νἄρθω μαζί σου ~ Η Σονάτα του Σεληνόφωτος

Lisa

This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless. Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done. Thee fully forth emerging, silent gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best. Night, sleep, death, and the stars. - Walt Whitman

Σάββατο 10 Μαΐου 2014

Επιστολή μιας μητέρας προς την κόρη της...

Κλείνοντας το μίνι αφιέρωμα, λίγες ώρες πριν τη γιορτή της μητέρας, θα ήθελα να αναδημοσιεύσω κάτι που ανακάλυψα σε μία μου βόλτα στο διαδίκτυο. Είναι ένα πολύ τρυφερό και συγκινητικό γράμμα μιας μητέρας για την κόρη της, στο οποίο της μιλά για τη δύσκολη περίοδο που θα περάσουν όταν η μητέρα γεράσει κι όταν φτάσει το τέλος. 
Ό,τι και να πω είναι λίγο, το γράμμα μιλά από μόνο του.

“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. “

Πηγή: Everything Beautiful

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