One of the many wonderful gifts my mother has given me throughout the years is a photo album of my life that she presented me at my high school graduation in 1987 . Thinking about graduation season being here prompted me to pull it out and peruse it again as I do every few years . I was struck by how scrapbooked it was considering I had never thought of my mom as a scrapbooker , per se . She had saved artwork I had done from when I was little through high school and scattered in through the album .

Answer the following question: Why might this scrapbook be considered a very special gift .
My mom spent 13 years saving and posting moments of my life in that book .