Dear son，
The day that you see me old and I am already not， have patience and try to understand me …
If I get dirty when eating… if I cannot dress… have patience.
Remember the hours I spent teaching it to you.
If， when I speak to you，I repeat the same things thousand and one times…
Do not interrupt me… listen to me
When you were small， I had to read to you thousand and one times the same story until you get to sleep…
When I do not want to have a shower，neither shame me nor scold me…
Remember when I had to chase you with thousand excuses I invented， in order that you wanted to bath…
When you see my ignorance on new technologies… give me the necessary time and not look at me with your mocking smile…
I taught you how to do so many things… to eat good， to dress well… to confront life…
When at some moment I lose the memory or the thread of our conversation…
let me have the necessary time to remember…
and if I cannot do it，
do not become nervous…
as the most important thing is not my conversation but surely to be with you and to have you listening to me…