We want to be fully present for her, to support her dreams, even as our own lives feel like a delicate balance of medication schedules and doctor visits. I squeeze my spouse’s hand, grounding myself in the moment, letting the music wash over us.
The crowd bursts into applause as the song ends, and I join in, my hands clapping with as much energy as I can muster.
It feels like a promise, a hope that this moment can carry us through, even as I stand at the edge of a deepening shadow.
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