{"id":17761,"date":"2024-10-16T16:17:58","date_gmt":"2024-10-16T13:17:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/viktorijos.lt\/istorija\/medalis\/"},"modified":"2026-03-23T17:36:51","modified_gmt":"2026-03-23T14:36:51","slug":"medal","status":"publish","type":"istorija","link":"https:\/\/viktorijos.lt\/en\/story\/medal\/","title":{"rendered":"medal"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I wasn\u2019t one of those kids who had the walls of their childhood home covered in medals they had won.<br \/>\nNot because I kept them hidden away in a drawer.<br \/>\nBut because I didn\u2019t have any.<br \/>\nI couldn\u2019t boast about any exceptional athletic abilities.<\/p>\n<p>But yesterday!<br \/>\nPatricija came back from the countryside with a medal.<br \/>\nI was asked to bow my head ceremoniously and was \u201cawarded\u201d it.<\/p>\n<p>Oh well, I say\u2014it only took 38 years to wait for it.<br \/>\nAnd I didn\u2019t get just some \u201cbronze,\u201d<br \/>\nBut straight to \u201cgold.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>And oh well, never mind that my \u201cgold\u201d was carved out of wood by Grandpa,<br \/>\nAnd \u201cengraved\u201d with an ordinary pencil.<br \/>\nI feel like a winner in the competition of life.<\/p>\n<p>A winner,<br \/>\nV.<\/p>\n<p>#motherhood<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-17761","istorija","type-istorija","status-publish","hentry"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/istorija\/17761","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/istorija"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/istorija"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17761"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}