I've always had a plan for her. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/c33dc9/620x0/1/0/2025/04/23/awwv0pu7BZZiRQ7nttQJ4mskwqrbked86nx83zer.jpg" alt = "from life taken." Instead of a doctor, my daughter chose the worker ": I am afraid that she will not give her life she deserves " styles = "background-color: rgba (206,184,196,1)" > < p > well -raised, educated, talented & ndash; I knew he deserves the best. I took care of her languages, tutoring, additional activities. M & oacute; I saw: “I do not sacrifice myself for you to finish like me & ndash; with dinner on the table and a disappointed look in the mirror.”
< p > She knew what I expected from her. I dreamed that one day he would show me someone in a suit. Doctor. Lawyer. Someone who not only loves her, but will give her stability, respect and class. I dreamed of & Hellip; and I was building a future in my head, which she did not even choose.
< p > until Kt & oacute; rear -day brought his.
< P >& ndash; Mom, meet the brand & ndash; She said with a smile. & ndash; He works in a building. He is a great professional. Lives nearby.
< p > I looked. His hands & ndash; rough. Nails & ndash; with cement. Clothing & ndash; Working, clean but working. Not m & oacute; Like a movie & oacute; w. He did not have politeness. But he looked at her & Hellip; with tenderness. < p > I could not accept it.< p > & ndash; Child & ndash; I said when we were alone. & ndash; You had other ambitions. You were to be the wife of a doctor, not a peasant from a concrete mixer. He won't give you a dignified life. What, you will eat sandwiches on the construction site ?
< p > fell silent. And only in her eyes she had something that I have never seen before & ndash; disappointment.
< p > We didn't speak for weeks. I thought it would pass. That he will get smart. That he will be pleading for understanding.< p > but did not come.
< p > came a letter. Handwritten.
< P > & AMP; Bdquo; Mom, I know you love me. But you can't choose life for me. Marek may not have a diploma on the wall, but he has a heart that I haven't seen in any man. He loves me. I respect. He wants well for me. And that's enough. And if you think a dignified life is just a luxury, not a love & ndash; maybe you never knew me &.< P > I read this letter ten times. Then I hid him in the drawer. And cried.
< p > because I understood that maybe I gave her everything, one: the right to happiness in my own.
< p > a peasant with cement under nails ?< br /> maybe there is no stethoscope. But it has something that many doctors lack & ndash; pure heart.