The Treasure…

I was sorting my Mom’s things this weekend and at the bottom of the box were the pill boxes.  She always carried saccharin and an aspirin or two,

a hankie,

I had brought her the silver ones from Italy, but I didn’t remember this one

so I popped it open, expecting to find a couple of old saccharin pills and look what popped out!

In all of our sorting my brothers and I have found no little hand written messages or notes to us,  but this felt like a last reminder.  Remember who you are and where you came from.  Bye bye Mama.


  1. Sweet treasure, indeed. Your sharing this, so like what I found among my dear Mother’s things, brought tears, though it’s been many years since I had to say goodbye. Thanks.

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