He sold his bl00d so I could study, but now that I earn ₱100,000 a month, when he came to ask me for money, I didn’t give him a single cent

During college, I took part-time jobs – tutoring, waiting tables, anything I could find. Still, he sent a few hundred pesos each month. I told him not to, but he insisted, “It’s my money, and it’s your right to have it.”

After graduation, my first job paid ₱15,000. I sent him ₱5,000 immediately, but he returned it. “Save it,” he said. “You’ll need it later. I’m old, I don’t need much.”

Years passed. I became a director earning ₱100,000 a month. I offered to bring him to live with me, but he refused, saying he preferred his quiet, simple life. Knowing how stubborn he was, I didn’t push.

Then one day he appeared at my door – frail, sunburned, and trembling. He sat at the edge of the sofa and whispered, “Son… I’m sick. The doctor says I need surgery—₱60,000. I have no one else to ask.”

I looked at him and remembered everything about his sacrifices, the nights he stayed up worrying, the mornings he walked me to school through the rain. Then I said softly, “I can’t. I won’t give you a single cent.”

He just nodded. His eyes filled with pain, but he didn’t protest. He rose quietly, like a beggar turned away.

But before he could leave, I took his hand, knelt, and said, “Dad… you are my real father. How could there be debt between us? You gave me everything. Now it’s my turn to take care of you.”

He broke down crying. I held him tight, weeping too.

From that day, he lived with us. My wife welcomed him warmly, treating him as her own father. Though old, he still helped around the house, and we often traveled together.

People sometimes ask, “Why treat your adoptive father so well when he couldn’t give you much before?”

I always answer, “He paid for my education with his blood and his youth. He may not be my bl00d, but he’s my father in every way that matters.”

Some debts cannot be repaid with money. Gratitude, however, can always be returned with sincerity, love, and time.

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