Freya Raucher loves her son.
She loves his pursuit of the arts, even though his canvases are less than legal.
She loves his unbridled passion for life, even though it sometimes makes him dramatic.
And she loves what a handsome young man he's becoming, even if his fashion choices are questionable.

Freya Raucher loves her son.
She loves his wild attitude, even though it makes him act rebellious.
She loves his new artistic endeavors, even though it keeps him in his room more often than not.
And she loves that he is discovering independence, even if that means he rarely wants to spend time together.

Freya Raucher loves her son.
She loves his ability to speak his mind, even though his words could be harsh.
She loves his adventurous spirit, even though it drove him to leave home.
And she loves his willingness to live his own life, even though it's one without her.

Freya Raucher loves her son.
She loves her photos of him growing up, even though they remind her that things change.
She loves his untouched bedroom, even though it sits empty.
And she loves remembering the good times, even though they're fading memories.

Freya Raucher loves her son.
She loves writing him letters, even though she's sure they go unread.
She loves making sure he has money, even though it goes unappreciated.
And loves daydreaming he'll come back, even though it won't happen.

Freya Raucher loves her son.
She loves talking about him to her co-workers, even though they say she should have been stricter raising him.
She loves talking about him to her friends, even though they don't understand how much she misses him.
And she loves that he's happy, even though she is not.

Freya Raucher loves her child.
She loves seeing her child doing well solo, even though it makes her think she was wrong.
She loves her child's determination to live, even though she misses her child dearly.
And she loves how her child makes her adapt to a new world, even though it's confusing.

Freya Raucher loves her child.
She loves how her child is willing to meet again, even though there is clearly tension.
She loves how her child has made so many new friends and continued her artistic pursuits, even though they're as dubious as ever.
And she loves the happy, thriving, and beautiful woman her child has become, even if her makeup choices are garish.

Freya Raucher loves her daughter.