At my twin sister’s graduation, my father lifted his camera for her name—then the dean said

Not immediate.

But rising.

Steady.

Intentional.

The kind of applause that doesn’t just celebrate—

It acknowledges.

I stepped back from the podium.

The ceremony continued around me, names being called, degrees being awarded, photos being taken.

But everything felt slightly off-center.

Like the world had shifted a few degrees and hadn’t settled yet.

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