A Pill Box

I bought a pill box recently.
It's small, delicate and cost me one dollar at an estate sale.
I bought it because -- for some reason -- it reminded of my grandmother. I don't recall ever seeing her with a pill box. But it looks like something I might have seen in her house.
I saw it ... and I immediately missed her. She died 20 years ago. Never saw more than one of my five kids. Never met two of my brother's children, or either of my sister's.
I look forward to the day we are all in glory together and they meet one another.
A lot of memories. A lot of love.
From a $1 pill box.

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