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When I was fifty-two, I thought I finally had a little luck. After a lifetime of hard work, I received an inheritance from my late uncle — more than half a million pesos. My first thought wasn’t of comfort or travel, but of my son, Marco, and his young family. I planned to repair our small home, build an extra room for them, and save a little for emergencies.
But the morning I went to share the good news, something unexpected stopped me at his door — words that would change everything I thought I knew about love, family, and self-worth.
