Postum was my mother's favorite warm drink, and while I like it myself, I largely keep it around as a totem of her. So of course in thinking of Postum, I thought of my mom. And was quite struck by how much I miss her. And realized it's more than thirty years now since last time we held each other.
And since I've decided to stop keeping everything in, I figured I'd tell you all.
It's times like this I almost wish I had religious faith.