He Raised Me Alone. After His Funeral, I Discovered the Secret He Hide His Whole Life.

We never had much.
No family vacations.
No eating out.
No surprise gifts “just because.”

As I grew older, I began to notice a pattern.

“Grandpa, can I get new clothes?”
“Everyone at school has those jeans.”

He always answered the same way.

“We can’t afford it, kiddo.”

I hated that sentence.

I hated wearing secondhand clothes while everyone else showed off brand names.
I hated my outdated phone that barely worked.
And worst of all, I hated myself for feeling angry at the man who had given me everything he could.

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