The older I get the more I realize <br />the importance of getting things done <br />before your mother announces another <br /> <br />assignment to roust me from my hammock. <br />As you know I've never been much <br />around the house, my skills limited to <br /> <br />raking leaves and shoveling snow, <br />menial tasks I haven't missed in years. <br />Probably not since you lived here. <br /> <br />Your mother, of course, grew up on a farm <br />and has always liked getting things done. <br />But she's getting older too. In fact, <br /> <br />she recently had a big operation <br />and I've pitched in beyond my skill set <br />despite new stents and a pacemaker. <br /> <br />But even though we just put away <br />the walker, cane and wheelchair, <br />all three are on alert so I believe <br /> <br />it's best to let you know that <br />one of these days the one who's left <br />will ring you up and let you know.<br /><br />Donal Mahoney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/letter-to-an-estranged-middle-aged-son/
