Looking at the holes where my mum's certificates hung

This post is about the moment I noticed the tiny nail holes left behind when my mum took down her professional certificates, and how those holes made me realise that everything I'm proud of—getting into art school, building a business, traveling the world—was only possible because of invisible support I'd never acknowledged. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit www.thenewworkday.com/subscribe