Her hands can't thread a needle,reading now, a past pleasure.Walking has become a challenge,forgetting what she had to say.Failing eyesight, hands that tremble,limbs that won't cooperate,memories playing hide and seek.Will You prepare me,this child who has now become the parent?I ask You for patience when I bathe her,when I feed her, when she ís impatient,when I'm exhausted. Read next feature >