She enjoyed herself.
This did not involve dancing, nor singing along, nor laughing uproariously.
But she did enjoy herself, as much as she was capable of, in that moment.
And though it may have seemed to you an underwhelming reaction, it meant more to her than all the jubilation she had expressed in days of old.
Then joy came easily. She could not appreciate it for all its excess.
Now a valuable rarity, its buying power meant she could buy at least one more day.
Just one more day.
Therefore, on this night, do not be downtrodden for failing to inspire everyone's ecstasy.
That she could gently sway when despair had rendered her immovable, that she smiled once to spite the fear in her heart, that she is afforded one more day by your work here this night - appreciate the joy they are capable of having.
Let them enjoy themselves the best they can.
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