“I hope I win a medal”, my son muttered on the way to his Sports Day.
“Remember, I will love you whether or not you win”, I whispered back.
He gave it all he had. He pushed himself till the end. He was the best he could be. Unfortunately, it was not good enough for a medal.
I am a runner. I can recognise effort when I see it. I was proud of my seven year old. Prouder than I would have been had he won an easy race.
“You did me proud”, I told him. And I meant it.
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