I stood there speechless. Less than 24 hours after I told them I couldn’t support them anymore, they found a way to support us instead. I had been so focused on my idea of being a “good son” by sending money that I completely overlooked the depth of their love. I thought I was helping them. But in that moment, they were helping me.
I called my mom immediately.
She didn’t hesitate. “Because I know what it’s like to have nothing and a little one who needs everything. And I know if the roles were reversed, you’d do the same for us.”
I sat beside my wife and our tiny baby, realizing this child had already inspired a level of love and sacrifice I had never fully understood before.
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