For all the tears I caused, I shall replace every single one with a smile, a token, a glint of hope. Sometimes, I wonder if it is even worth it to lose myself in the process. Sometimes, I cry at the thought of being unfit as a son, but I am not unfit enough not to love you and your ways. I love you, Mom. Forever. Always. And I thank God everyday because of your grace and love. I am forever in debt.
I love you. Forever. Always.
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