“So, in the end, no matter what I do, I’ll never get a diploma from you!”. These last years, when my mother got angry because we criticized too much the way she was doing certain things and that she did not agree with us, she summarized it with that sentence. Do I need to tell you that when I found among her papers her high school diploma that she got in 1945 I could not help thinking that we should hang the precious document on the wall? Yes, Mom, you got your diploma. That one and so many others 😉
