he hugged me. "Thank you, mom. I really thought you weren't coming, huh."

"I'm still sorry because I couldn't go up on stage with you." My hug remained with him.

"There's still next year, huh!" He answered happily.

"Son, don't put pressure on yourself. I'm fine with everything you do. I'm proud of you no matter what you do, as long as you've been true and good."

I also showed him my gift. "Then.. this is it. My gift, at least I can make up for what I did."

He took my gift. He hugged it and smiled sweetly at me. He's really cute.

"Thank you for this, mom!" He...