2011,  nostalgia,  reflection

It was you.

As I stood at the kitchen sink last night washing the last of a few dishes. I smelled something I haven’t smelled in years.

My Gram.

Just a fleeting scent that only lasted a second, but I recognized the smell I haven’t been around in over 7 years. It was hers and hers alone.  I can’t describe it to you. It just is.

Now it was here in my house as I stood over the kitchen sink washing dishes while J & E were gone to the local do-it-yourself-store.  In my house that didn’t exist 7 years ago.

It took me back in that instant and gave me comfort and I loved every minute of it.


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