Friday, August 12, 2016

Smells like Mom



I was helping my son who is six. When all of the sudden he stops and says "mommy where are we going?". I say "nowhere baby, why?". He says It is because of how I smell. He starts to tell me that he knows how I smell when we go out and he likes that smell. I realized that he has picked up on my perfume. These are things I just never thought about. It hit me so hard, in a good way though. I thought, this will be one of those things he remembers as an adult. 

Last year my mom gave me a quilt from her house. It is one that I use every time I go over there. I never noticed any smell to it when I used it there, but when I brought it home it was very different. It smelled like my mom's house. Which is not a smell I could explain exactly, but it smells good and like her house. I remember thinking my husband must have thought I was a little bit crazy. For some reason I was so happy that it smelled like mom's house. I would lay down to g to sleep and feel like I was there. The smell faded over time of course, but now that it what I think of when I use it.

So now I think about that conversation with my little boy and think, one day he will catch a whiff of my perfume somewhere, and maybe it will make him feel like home. 

2 comments:

  1. (sigh) So beautifully said baby. What you wrote has me feeling the generations. These are the types of things I just love about time passage through families. My mother; your grandmother has been gone for 30 years now but I still have my "reminds me mom" things. Those things stay with you. I love that I was still here to see the first one my grandson felt. And Tara...baby? Keep that quilt forever please. I got to know before I was gone, that I will always be with you when you curl up with the quilt. I love you so much.

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  2. I will! I sleep with it every night. I didn't think about it until I used it for the first time at home and it hit me. I love you too! ♥

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