It's jill jar. Inside, like fortune cookies but curled, and with things the family thinks about me.
It has cheered me immeasurably on these cold sick days. I have it on the counter in front of me now, and when I'm feeling a bit low (you know who you are) I pull one out and read it, and laugh, and remember all the fun we have had together - the meals cooked and shared, the "we're not really a sandwich family" converted by a panini press, the walks up the mountain, the Mr Toad's Wild Rides in Italy...friends are the best.
Thank you.
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