søndag den 8. marts 2009

Letter for Nnaemeka

Dear son.
I have been a fool. I forgot what life is about and focused on what other people mean we should live our life. In all these years have I lived in contempt to that man who once was my child. I have never mentioned you for anybody even for your mother.
Dear son. For all that am I sorry. Sorry about my behavior for you and your wife. But now am I begging you, my son and your wife, for mercy. Let us start over. Let us be a family again. I cannot pretend that I am angry on you anymore. Actually am I proud of you. You did what I always wished to do. You walked towards the rules for you love. You did take the risk.
Dear son. I am so proud of you.

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