I wept inconsolably. Not for money or gold, but for the love and gratitude he had shown me. I thought my sacrifices were merely the duty of a daughter-in-law. But Tatay Ramón showed me that good deeds, even without expecting anything in return, are never lost.
On the day of the funeral, murmurs could still be heard:
« What will Ramón leave behind? He doesn’t even have a pension. »
I simply smiled. Because no one knew the true legacy he had left me — not just savings, but sincere gratitude and trust.
# My second father
Every time I see this old pillow, I think of Tatay Ramón. In my heart, he was not just a stepfather, but a second father who taught me the true meaning of sacrifice, gratitude, and unconditional love.
And with each passing day, I repeat to myself: I will live a better, more loving life — so that his most precious legacy will never be lost.
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