You may not always understand me, but you are always trying to show support. Sometimes knowing you’re there and are trying to embrace my happiness is enough for me. We may fail sometimes, to obtain the same viewpoint, but the fact that you even want to means more, so much more, than having the moment reflected back at me. Your pride in my accomplishments is contentment enough, it doesn’t need more.
I don’t always get you either, but that’s ok. It’s the core things that matter. Your passion and commitment to what you love. Your embracing of these strange things I know absolutely nothing about, but can see sets you on fire with joy. You do that for me, and I do that for you.
Let’s just celebrate that we both care about each other’s happiness, and leave it at that.