Pride

Why is it that whenever you get an envelope that says "Do not bend" the postman always decides that instead of knocking on the door, he'll just fold it in half to make it fit through the letter box?

Today when I went to collect the mail my heart skipped a beat. I knew that a "Do not bend" envelope from the OU could only mean one thing. It had arrived. The bit of paper I've been working long and hard for the last decade to achieve. I knew I'd finished my degree, but suddenly, holding that bit of paper in my hands, it all became real. And do you know what? It feels awesome and I'm so unbelievably proud of myself!

Challenge #16