Scented Memories

I helped Julia purge her closet today. Much needed. We are scaling back to simple simple simple. It is nice.

I left her alone to rummage through a couple of drawers. She soon came bouncing in and shoved some pj's in my face. "Guess what this smells like?!?!!!" The smell was so familiar and comforting.

Bama!!!

Sure enough, they were pajamas that Bama had and passed down to Julia. Purple. Plaid.

When John got home Julia did the same thing to him. He immediately recognized the scent.

Julia put the pajamas in a Ziploc bag - now we can open it and smell our favorite memories! I'm surprised that the scent is still there after 3 years! I need to bottle up that scented memory!

Sean, Papa, Uncle Keith, Reed, Bama and me - May 1976