Some Things Can Always Be Trusted

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This old gal’s…

Been feeling under the weather…really under the weather…a nasty little flu bug…tested negative for the other…body aches…fatigue…sore throat…cough…my God man…the cough…relentless…painful…never ending…refusing to succumb to NyQuil kind of cough…so had to do it…had to go there…after all these years…had to reach for…the heavy hitter…

The magic potion from days gone by…desperate me willing to give it a try…so many memories…of little me and Vicks VapoRub…the gooey stickiness spread on a tiny chest…the white cloth diaper pinned around the neck keeping the jammies from the grease…the smell…that none other than Vicks VapoRub smell…

Had choices in the cupboard…replaced the vintage jar after the move…added an impulse buy greaseless cream…and with a little dab’ll do ya…this old gal…slept like a baby…for a little while…comforted by that familiar smell…comforted by little me memories…comforted by the knowledge…that some things…even after all these years…can still…be trusted…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…