There was a necklace
Given for a birthday or a Mother’s Day or
Just any day
Given with love
Returned with the scent of the wearer
You never know just how much that will mean
You just never know.
Today I'm wearing a necklace that I had given my mother. When I took it out of the box that it was kept in, I smelled a familiar scent right away. It reminded me of my Mom. I put it around my neck and picked it up and smelled it and just held it in my hands softly remembering my Mom. She loved jewelry – I do too. Sometimes in a visit, I would notice a ring she was wearing and try it on. The next step in our little inside joke would be when she’d say, “borrow it – for a week,” with a smile on her face because weeks turned into months…
Life is that way, weeks turn into months and we forget that our house being clean or magazine-ready isn’t that important. But sitting with a loved one and sharing a laugh or a memory is.
Just feeling sentimental, that’s all.
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9 comments:
That's a beautiful sentiment...
I am so glad you have those memories. I just wanted to stop by and say I am sorry for your loss, and hope that you and your family are doing well in this hard time. Sending love your way.
Sometimes a smell is like a skyscraper came down on your head, and other times it makes you sail away. And so fragile. Don't you wish to keep it forever?
the scent of sweet nostalgia... how wonderful it stirs such sentiment and there's' nothing wrong in that; I think its precious and worth cherishing
lotsa luv ann xxxxx
I arrived at the airport, disheveled and dazed just hours after learning we had lost our Mom. When Dad brought me home I went to the coat hook at the bottom of the stairs where her gorgeous blue Alaskan wool sweater still hung. I wrapped myself in it - smelling her essence. It is mine now, and never fails to bring a sense of comfort and surprisingly, peace when I put it on. Wishing you all things good Gina. Nice post.
amazing how something so seemingly small can trigger a memory so wonderfully powerful.
lovely sentiment, dearest friend... made me smile. guessing you'll have many moments like the one you just described, and my hope for you is that each one will be as perfect and comforting in it's own special way as this was. xox
Claire, thanks my friend.
hmbt, thanks so much. Where would we be without our memories? Well with a premise for a movie, but I digress. Yeah, we have our moments, but we're doing as well as possible. Feeling the love sent.
Ariel, by the way - love the new avatar. So perfectly put! The sense of smell is such a transporter. I really do wish that I could.
Ann, yes indeed. If it can bring a smile and a moment to connect, it's worth holding on to. luv to you too xox
Terry, what a perfect keepsake to wrap yourself in. I smiled reading your comment, a little bittersweet, but a smile. Thanks so much, sister.
Neva, I thought that too. Then I thought, am I really smelling that familiar soft scent? Amazing how we can carry on...
I smiled and cried all at once. But mostly, I was so grateful to have that moment with my Mom again. Thanks, NBFF, I hope so too. xox
Reminds me of Thomas Hardy's "The Waterfall"
I love necklaces, because the heat from our heart and body, warms up teh metal and strokes our skin in that comfortable way...
Minka, I just googled that - a lovely poem. I can always count on you for a lovely perspective. Yes, it's nice to just hold a necklace in your hand and feel the connection.
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