When I stood by your father's side, I wasn't half as proud as seeing you. It's the rain, the way it turns our windows into glaze. We couldn't see what you were meant to do.
I hope someday you'll see what your triumph means to her and me. You master everything you try to do. We're proud of you.
Is anything the same? Our plans were rearranged, interrupted, let pass, not followed through. What it meant in the end, the unforeseen events turned out better than what we could ever do.
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When I stood by your father's side, I wasn't half as proud as seeing you. It's the rain, the way it turns our windows into glaze. We couldn't see what you were meant to do.
I hope someday you'll see what your triumph means to her and me. You master everything you try to do. We're proud of you.
Is anything the same? Our plans were rearranged, interrupted, let pass, not followed through. What it meant in the end, the unforeseen events turned out better than what we could ever do.
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