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  "id": "texto-carta-de-un-padre-a-su-hijo-en-dia-de-reyes",
  "language": "en",
  "canonical": "https://paynalton.tech/en/works/carta-de-un-padre-a-su-hijo-en-dia-de-reyes/",
  "title": "Letter from a Father to His Son on Three Kings Day",
  "summary": "Letter about the Three Kings, the lie, paternal love and the meaning of a gift.",
  "author": "Paynalton",
  "format": "essay",
  "year": 2010,
  "source": "https://montanaplateada.blogspot.com/2010/01/carta-de-un-padre-su-hijo-en-dia-de.html",
  "partial": false,
  "topics": [
    {
      "title": "Philosophical reflections",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-categoria-reflexiones-filosoficas/"
    },
    {
      "title": "Philosophical reflection",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-reflexion-filosofica/"
    },
    {
      "title": "Ethics",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-etica/"
    },
    {
      "title": "Family",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-familia/"
    },
    {
      "title": "Childhood",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-infancia/"
    },
    {
      "title": "Love",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-amor/"
    }
  ],
  "body": "<div>\n\n\n\n</div>\n\nI don't know how to start this letter, let alone where it should end.<br><br>I'm not sure what you're feeling right now, but I can imagine it quite well.<br><br>I admit it, I've really lied to you all these years and I can no longer deny it, especially now that you yourself have discovered it.<br><br>But before you judge my actions, I would like you to hear my words.<br><br><br><br>I was almost your age when I discovered my father (your grandfather) placing gifts under the tree at night, when I was supposed to be asleep.<br><br>At first I felt a lot of anger toward him, and this anger remained in me for many years, until his own love and actions toward me gradually erased the resentment I could feel.<br><br>The years passed and time brought me the best gift of all that I could ever desire. A small baby whom I loved with all the strength of my soul, my first son, you were.<br><br>When the first January 6th of your life arrived, I once again remembered the stories that were told to me as a child.<br><br>It is said that the Three Kings go in search of whoever might be the new savior of the world, and since they don't know who that child is, they leave gifts for every small child who shows kindness in their heart.<br><br>That morning you were asleep, and I once again asked myself, as I did that time, what it is that the Three Kings consider in order to decide whether a child is worthy of receiving gifts or not.<br><br>I didn't get an answer, but I knew that a baby like you couldn't have committed any sin nor could have acted with bad intentions, yet there was nothing under the tree.<br><br>It was then that I made my decision: It doesn't matter if you are good or bad, a sinner or innocent, a victim or a perpetrator, you are my son and I love you for that, so even if those kings do not consider you worthy of the heavenly gifts, I will make sure, year after year, no matter what happens, that your eyes would shine when you discover a small package wrapped in shiny paper under that tree.<br><br>And so each year I kept silent, waiting for the only reward I could hope for: to see the light of your eyes at least once a year.<br><br>I hope that someday you will forgive me, for I do not regret what I have done, and if you allow me, I wish to continue doing so until my arms are too weak to carry out this task.<br><br>Love, your father.<br><br>P.S. **I Am A Wheel!!! I Can Roll!!!!!!**<br>**I am the Man of the Silver Mountain!!!**\n"
}