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I finally got to show papa my medal from my first marathon. :)
As he normally does, he nods in approval. Signaling for me to massage his hand, i obligingly do. He looks away, closes his eyes and contains his stifled emotions in one tear rolling down his cheek.
I think he was having a moment of self-pity, But secretly, i hope its because he was proud of me.
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