We've all had those moments when we catch a whiff of a fragrance and it makes us feel a certain way. Perhaps it makes us angry and afraid, or perhaps it makes us feel a yearning. Maybe the smell makes us feel safe and comforted.
I love the way Chris' breath smells. No matter how long he has slept or what garlic thing he has eaten, there is the underlying essence of him that makes me sigh and want to burrow and snuggle.
I remember how my mama smelled when I was little. I can't describe it. It wasn't her perfume or anything like that, it was just her. It made me feel safe. I still catch it from her once in a while, and it still makes me feel safe. I still connect my daddy with Jovan Musk and cigarettes, which also makes me feel safe.
My dog smells grassy and, well, doggy. It makes me want to press her nose to my cheek and sit quietly and pet her.
Lina smells like softness. It's a just-on-the-cusp-of-something scent, but with strong background notes of peace. Huck smells like freshness and warmth and energy.
Tonight, Lina fell asleep while reading Calvin and Hobbes, with every single one of her Webkinz in the bed with her, and Huck just wanted to hold my hand while he drifted to the Land of Nod.
As he was beginning to drift, he described my scent. He said "You smell all sweet and fruity and your hair smells like the best thing in the world."
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Oooh, how sweet was that. Bless his heart.
It is funny how smells play parts in our lives. And don't forget that unknown scent, that has us searching our memories high and low trying to figure out what it is, and where we know it from.
I agree, that was so sweet! :)
Just yesterday my daughter was telling me how good I smelled in spite of not having showered and having cleaned in the attic for more than an hour. We laughed about her smelling my "mommy smell."
It's amazing how perceptive children can be. And to be able to verbalize what he was thinking was amazing also. What a sweetheart. Another one of those beautiful child/ parent moments.
I'm 52 yrs. old, but I was just telling my mama the other day, that as long as I live, whenever I smell Jergens Lotion -original scent, I will always think of her arms around me, tucking me in.
Me too, my mother=jergens. I used it for a long time too, and I hope my kids think of me when they smell it.
Once I experienced the smell memory of hazelnut cookies. It was related to my early schooldays. I am still trying to figure it out, as my siblings don't recall.
I think the smell memories are the most vivid of all.
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