Hm... well, I was watching a 21st-century reboot of Great Expectations (which was actually accurate not to mention really good). Finnegan was having his open house, displaying his work. It was a very high-class affair, everyone's rich and important and keen to hear more about this budding artist, when all of a sudden his Uncle Joe arrives, modest in a rental tux. He's so proud and wants to be there for Finn, but ends up embarassing him with his stories of young Finn and not treating him with aloof half-interest like the rest of the party, finally accidentally knocking over a tray of glasses and trying to help the lady clean it up himself. Finn yells at him and Joe suddenly realizes that he's embarassing Finn and he doesn't want him there. Joe is almost in tears as he awkwardly says that he has to go get a burger or something, but he's still so deeply proud of Finn becoming a man and doing so much. Then he leaves as quickly as he came before Finn can do anything else.
I cried because this is like the relationship I had with my father, a deep, loving man who was just confused and didn't know how to act outside of his home... he was awkward, he was often embarassing, but I loved him so much and he would have taken a bullet for me if he could... my dad died on November 8.
My eyes are itchy. Excuse me