I'm studying with the tv on. A commercial begins, and a father is in the hospital holding his brand new son for the first time. He says, "It's like he already knows who I am." And the nurse in the room says, "Well he's only got one dad, eh?" (Imagine everyone speaking in a New Zealand accent.) New dad flashes back to a memory of him with his dad. New dad is an adult, and he and grandpa are arguing. They shout. Grandpa throws up his arms and new dad screams back at him before storming out the door and slamming it behind him. The sentimental music drowns out whatever it is they were fighting about.
Cut to new dad at home, writing on the back of photos of new baby before mailing them out to friends and family. He begins one, "Dear dad."
Cut to new dad and new mom at their kitchen, seeing grandpa drive up the driveway in his shiny SUV. New dad opens the door. Grandpa stand there, tears in his eyes, trying to peer over new dad's shoulder to see new baby in new mom's arms. Grandpa sees new baby. Grandpa and new dad look at each other. The past is forgiven. Tears all around.
New Zealand Post. Connect with your loved ones this holiday.
GODDAMNIT NEW ZEALAND POST I CANNOT HANDLE THIS RIGHT NOW.
Ahem. Only one more final to go. Put good energy into the universe for me. I need it.
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