On Saturday I had gum for the first time in over three years.
This is so strange to me. There had been no ugly breakup. No accusations were hurled and no one was hurt. We simply went our separate ways. But it’s as if I had forgotten it even existed!
My life changed drastically when I lost my vision. When I worked before getting sick, I always had gum in my purse to curb the temptation to hit the vending machine or to freshen up my breath after lunch or my beloved coffee. Could it be as simple as this?
I remembered gum out of the blue last week and I could not get a piece in my mouth fast enough once the groceries were loaded into the car on Saturday. A pack is now in my purse. Whose to say if we will make it for the long haul this time?
The even bigger question? Can I blog and chew gum at the same time?
