There's going to come a day that I will do things that will cause you to roll your eyes (even more than you already do), mutter under your breath (even more than you already do), and sigh inwardly (even more than you already do). But remember I am still your mom. This will never change.
There's going to come a day when my pace will be much slower than yours and I will reach for your hand when we walk and I will lovingly reminisce about the times when you were much smaller and slower than me and we would walk hand in hand. There's going to come a day when I must walk with the aid of a walker because my body is failing me. My joints will be crippled with arthritis and walking without aid will become a hazard. Be patient with me, because I am still your mom. This will never change.
There's going to come a day that my conversations will be repeated over and over and over... Please pay attention to me and engage in my conversation as if it is the first time you heard it. I just enjoy talking with you as mom and daughter. This will never change.
There's going to come a day when my eyesight will not be as sharp as it is today therefore making it a challenge to do things like read and write. Read with me and help me to write things as needed. I may need your help but I'm still your mom. This will never change.
There will come a time when visits are too short, goodbyes are sweet, and hugs are never long enough. So visit with me often, never say goodbye, and hug me a little tighter. Because I am still your mom. This will never change.
I am your mom and you are my daughters. This will never change. I am my mother's daughter. This will never change. I love you, mom.