Every once in a while, I'll get something random in the mail from my mom, presumably from a cleaning of a closet or drawer or box somewhere in the house I grew up in. This past week, I got a big package full of certificates from various achievements over the years.
It was fun to flip through them and remember the myriad activities I participated in growing up; there were a ton of piano related certificates, a few athletic awards, several reading achievement certificates and the annual Houston Livestock Show & Rodeo art entry acknowledgement.
This was the only one of its kind in the stack, though:
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