As my grandfather walked in after I gave birth, his first words were, “My dear, wasn’t the 250,000 I sent you every month enough? My heart stopped. “Grandpa… what money?” I whispered. At that exact moment, my husband and mother-in-law burst in with arms full of luxury bags—and froze. Their faces drained of color. That’s when I realized something was terribly wrong…
Becoming a mother brought exhaustion, recovery, and joy—but the moment that changed my life wasn’t labor or sleepless nights. It was my grandfather walking into my hospital room with flowers and love, then asking a question that froze the air: “Haven’t the two hundred and fifty thousand I send you each month been enough?” I had never…