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My beautiful mother taught me how to make soap this summer. It is sitting by the brush she bought me a few years back to wash our clothes with. This might sound weird but I was filled with nostalgia from my childhood back in Taiwan.

It is an overwhelming yet great warm and heartfelt feeling.

Why do we only appreciate this feeling when we are much older?

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