Little Moments, Big Emotions
I bought this pickle on Saturday afternoon completely on a whim. It's a pickle...whats so special about it? Let me tell you. This isn't just any pickle. This pickle is a rush of memories and feelings. On my way home from work on Saturday afternoon, I stopped at a store that I don't normally shop at. I really had no reason to go, but something was drawing me there. I walked around sort of aimlessly because I didn't know what I was looking for, when I saw the pickle barrel. Half sour pickles. Papa used to get me one of these every time he went to Lucci's Market. I always appreciated it, but never realized how much of a mark it was leaving on my life. It's these things that pop up in our lives, these seemingly insignificant things that sometimes make the biggest impact. So, Papa, this pickle is for you 💗
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