My mother’s house always smelled of vanilla. It was a strong scent too. I think she had several vanilla scented plugins throughout her house. To this day vanilla reminds me of mom.
Saturday I went to my office and painted. The funny thing was I couldn’t smell paint much but there was a dull scent of vanilla. I noticed my office smelling the same yesterday when I went to hang pictures. Today when I went to work, I tried my hardest to focus, but I just couldn’t. I was constantly looking at my phone, you know…waiting for “the” call, or receiving texts from concerned friends and my kids.
Out of the blue, I sent a text to my brother and sister saying, “I want to talk to Mom.” It was then I realized that my office had a much stronger scent of vanilla than in the past two days. In fact, it was very potent. I walk out into the hall. Nope. Came back into my office. Yep. It makes no sense as I do not use artificial fresheners at all. But vanilla is clearly in my office.
I guess there are many things we don’t understand. The mind, too, is very powerful. I won’t fight it, or try to explain it. I will just find comfort in my thoughts of her and feel her loving presence. ♥️