A woman spent 20 years sending money to her son.
Rent.
School fees.
Food.
Even money for his wedding.
She never asked for anything.
One day, she became seriously ill.
She called him.
โSon, I need you.โ
He replied:
A woman spent 20 years sending money to her son.
Rent.
School fees.
Food.
Even money for his wedding.
She never asked for anything.
One day, she became seriously ill.
She called him.
โSon, I need you.โ
He replied:
โI wasnโt keeping track of what I gave you.โ
โI was keeping track of whether you ever came back.โ
He sat there for a long time.
Then he realized something worse.
There were 147 transfers.
And not a single one from him to her.
A woman spent 20 years sending money to her son.
Rent.
School fees.
Food.
Even money for his wedding.
She never asked for anything.
One day, she became seriously ill.
She called him.
โSon, I need you.โ
He replied:
Mom, Iโm busy. Iโll call you later.โ
He never did.
She died two days later.
At the funeral, he found out sheโd left him nothing.
Everything went to a childrenโs home.
Except for one envelope.
It contained every bank transfer sheโd ever made to him.
And a note: