No Son, I won’t sacrifice my happiness for you.

God knows I will wade off every evil that comes your way. He knows I can kill for you. He most certainly knows what you mean to me. He knows, you ‘ll be mine forever. But, do I want to let go off my individuality for you? I don’t think so.

I want to be happy. I want to be myself and happy, so that the little happiness I have will reflect on you. Will nurture you.

Me transforming into this over-protective, societal-bound…12th century role-model …will only drive you to your ruins. Because, in my struggle to sacrifice, compromise and conform to the ‘now-expired’ norms of the world, I will unfortunately and unknowingly pass on my unhappiness to you.

Well, would I want that? Hell no. Only a sane mind can nurture another sane one. Right?

I want you growing up around a happy mother. Nothing but happiness should be your primary virtue. I want to give you this thing that is quite a rare commodity these days. You can grow up to be whoever you wish to be…as long as your default state of mind is happy.

So son, I’m going to go have that cup of tea at 2 am. Because that would make me happy.

Happy sleeping gorgeous.

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