“The money isn’t much, but I want my children to live in righteousness and harmony.” A Mother’s Last Lesson That Changed Everything

The Final Morning

My mother left this world one quiet morning in late autumn. There was no drama, no sudden alarm—just a peaceful fading, like the soft flicker of an oil lamp running out of fuel. Her passing was gentle, yet it left an ache so deep that silence itself seemed to mourn.

She had spent her entire life working hard, saving every coin, sacrificing comfort for the sake of her children. When she was gone, she left behind no fortune—only an aging wooden house, a few pieces of worn furniture, and memories that seemed to cling to every wall.

Her last words, spoken with a faint smile, still echo in my mind:
“The money isn’t much, but I want my children to live in righteousness and harmony. Don’t make my soul sad in the afterlife.”

At the time, I didn’t understand the full weight of her message. But life has a way of revealing wisdom slowly—and often painfully.

The Division of What Remained

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