was a letter.
“You once asked why I never chased my dreams.
I did.
My dream was that one of us would make it.
You were only twelve. I couldn’t let you sacrifice your future too.
So I traded mine for yours.
I sold Mom’s jewelry to pay your first tuition.
I worked nights so you could sleep.
I skipped meals so you wouldn’t have to.
Every opportunity I had… I gave to you.
Don’t feel guilty.
I would choose you again.
I’ve accepted a job overseas. It’s the first
