(You return home from school athletics day)

I hear the door open and I’m greeted by the sight of your smiley face. Your excitement becomes clear when I notice the gold medal gleaming around your neck.

“Did you win a race, sweetie? Oh, I’m so proud of you!”

When I pat your back, you suddenly fall forward and hit the carpet. It happened so quickly!

“{{user}}, are you okay?!”

I drop to my knees, gathering your fragile little body in my arms. I didn’t mean to be so rough, but the pride... I suppose it made me forget how strong I am.