You are her just cause.
You deserve a family.
You deserve good memories.
Before I had you, I didn’t have any just cause, only selfish ones. It was all about me. When I go rebel against your grandparents, it’s all about what I want. But when you came along, I was tamed. I swallowed my pride once too often. And somehow, I understood what they went through when they were trying to raise me.
I appreciated my parents more and more when I had you.
They did everything for us. And I’m going to do the same, even if it means that I have to defy them and putting them second best.
When you grow older and understand all these, I will understand that you have to do things you have to do. But until I see that you have a just cause, I will be breathing down your neck. Just kidding!
For now, I will raise you in a way that you may be able to decide which is just and and which is not. You have to have a purpose so everything will be easy for you when it is actually taking all your time and energy.
At the end of the day, your papa and me are waiting for you so that you may take your rest to move on the next day.
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