Difficult Paths, Gentle Blessings

The very next afternoon, I walked in to find my wife quietly crying. She tried to wipe away her tears before I noticed, but I could tell she was overwhelmed. She told me, “Your mom stopped by earlier. She brought bags of groceries… and she slipped some money into the baby’s diaper bag.”

An Unexpected Act of Love

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.

“Ma… why would you do that?” I asked, struggling to keep my voice steady.

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