They say that the human mind can play tricks on you. “they” say all kinds of things, but I wonder – is there a particular item, or scent, or taste, that instantly takes you back to a place in time, and you instantly feel something good. You can close your eyes and be in that happier place?
Okay, so maybe, that was just me.
“Nutcase Party of 1 – your table is ready!”
The kids went with me to the store the other week, and since they were helping, I let them choose their toothpaste (Normally, we are a crest for kids); but they wanted something different. And they picked up something else. Not thinking much of it, into the cart, onto the check-out lane, and out the door it went.
A few days later, I was out of my own toothpaste, I forgot to pick some up when I was at the store. No big deal, I’ll just use the kids. So as I’m getting ready for work, brushing my teeth, putting on mascara, running through my day – it hit me.
A sense of happiness, a calmness – peace. It took me back to a time, when the world was a much different place. The worries I had then, much different from the ones of today, and to a time, when all the people I loved were still close.
I can remember
her hands – years of work, almost as tough as leather, but full of love.
her stories – the depression, being dis-owned from her family because of love, and the love she had for Grandpa B, her kids, and life…why didn’t I listen more closely?
I miss is her voice… I couldn’t get it right in my head… I couldn’t “hear” her anymore, but as I was standing there brushing my teeth. I could hear her again, her voice almost as clear as day… and my world was a better place.
On March 25, it will be 19 years….
Why is it that something as simple as toothpaste can make my world a better place?
11:09 pm
Memory does strange things and is evoked in many ways.
I can hear drums and I am instantly taken back to riding on the football bus, the crisp Autumn air coming thought the windows, topping a rise and heading down to Grady Stadium. The lights of the stadium shining over the tops of the bleachers and the sound of the drums from the band rattling their cadences. All I had to worry about was holding my blocks, running the right pass routs – if I got into the game. Or not falling off the bench messing with the other second stringers. It was really a good time.
12:51 am
Usually it’s smells, puts me back in places.
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8:51 pm
I love the smell of band-aids and crayons and all kinds of things that make me think of my childhood.
Don’t question it – just roll with it!
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9:49 pm
it’s usually a scent for me too
6:30 pm
How lovely.
For me the smell of woodsmoke takes me back to my teenage years and all the fun and carefree times I had back then and all the people I loved.
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8:41 pm
What a lovely post. I ‘get’ everything you said. The smell of the purfume white shoulders takes me back to how I felt when my mom would pick me up as a child.
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