On the window sill, above the kitchen sink, Granny’s gum parker has the honor of holding Granny’s well-chewed gum. Although I don’t know for sure, I believe it still promises a bit of flavor and a few more hours of chewing. Of all the things that she left behind when she transitioned, this small, ephemeral item says so much about Granny, if you knew her. Gazing upon this well-used gum parker, I smile as I remember how she could make things last and last and how she enjoyed small pleasures in life. In loving memory of Helen Moore.
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