When I was a son with my father, tender, the only one in the sight of my mother, he taught me and said to me, “Let your heart hold fast my words; keep my commandments and live. Get wisdom; get insight; do not forget, and do not turn away from the words of my mouth. [...]
But one day, this woman looked me in both eyes and said: "You and your brothers are the reason I'm still here". Heart. Stop. I think I felt guilty. But then I didn't understand. My guilt should have been gratitude instead.