“My son, my beloved son, as days go by, the more I’m amazed of you.
I realize more than ever before that you’re truly a good person no matter what the circumstances are. No matter what the external forces are, deep within, you remain the same as what I’ve known you since you were a small boy.
You are still pure in your thoughts without any malice nor ill intention. You are still kind and compassionate and all you want is to make me and your mom proud and happy.
Now that you’re fully grown up with a life on your own, you still choose to be with us. You still choose to share your earnings with us. You haven’t thought about building your own family for you must have realized that still being with us, there’s no better family out there.
I love you, my son. Getting to know you more makes me love you more.
You said that you want to continue sharing the fruits of your labor with us because it makes you happy. Helping us is giving you a profound fulfillment. You said you’re not obliged. There’s no burden from your end. It’s just your own free will simply because it’s making you happy.
I said you have to set aside part of your earnings for yourself. You have to spend it in whatever would make you happy. You can buy things, gadgets or treat your girlfriend in a fine restaurant. But you said we are your priority.
You touch me, my son. You touch me so deep. I don’t know if there are many sons like you in other families. All I know is I’m so blessed you’re my son.
I’m so proud of you. I’m very sorry of my sins, mistakes and shortcomings. I just fell short of my love for you yet you never change in loving me, your mom and your brother.
To be honest, I’ve never been proud of myself. I haven’t achieved great things in life which I can show it to you, for you to emulate me. Anyway, it doesn’t matter now. What matters is I’m so proud of you. But I’m sorry for I haven’t been able to show how proud I am of you during those moments when you needed someone to share your achievements during your school days. But know that it pains me severely for making you cry because of my faults and shortcomings.
I’m sorry, my son, I’m just like this. I’m just a mediocre. In the past, I was worse than a mediocre. In spite of that, I’m confident you won’t be like me.
When you were an infant, I had an intuition you are destined to be great. In my present observation, my intuition is proving me right. No matter what I did and who I am as a father, you will still walk that path towards greatness.
I’m not anymore in the illusion of becoming great myself. I’m getting old, although I still work hard. I can only be great once you fully reach your highest potential which I know you will. When that happens, my time in this world might be done.
My greatest fulfillment is to see you succeed and having all your noblest dreams come true.
I love you, my son. How I wish you can feel my love more! How I wish you can feel more how proud I am of you! And how I wish you would realize that you and your brother are the greatest gifts that God has given me into my life!”
– The Moving Words Editorial