The Moment She Was Finally Seen
What Brianna didn’t know was that days earlier, I had spoken to the principal, the prom coordinator, and the photographer.
I didn’t ask for drama.
Just a moment.
Halfway through the night, the music faded.
A spotlight found us.
The principal spoke about my mom.
About becoming a parent at seventeen.
About working endlessly.
About raising a kind, determined child without ever asking for recognition.
The room erupted.
Applause. Tears. People standing.
Someone chanted her name.
My mom covered her mouth and cried.
I whispered that she had earned this long ago.
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