This story, “The Pickle Jar”, author unknown, makes me cry each time I read it. It speaks of a parent’s unconditional love. More than anything, it warms my heart, because my Mom did exactly the same for me. Have a read! I’d love to hear what you think in the comments! ♥ The Pickle Jar The pickle jar, for as long and as far back as I can remember, sat on the floor next to the dresser in my parents’…
