Have you ever come across a particular scent and thought about a certain person or place? This specific experience happens frequently in my life. I smell cigar and peppermint and think of Christmas with my Boo Pa, sitting on the front porch and staring out at the starry night sky that looked as if a thousand little ants with lights were crawling around in a dark puddle. It is quite a fond memory to my sisters and I. Maybe even one of the only few I remember.
One even fonder is that of my grandmother’s old house. The smell of moth balls and air freshener. As bizarre and different as that sounds, it is one of my all time favorite smells. It is crisp, yet homey and warm. At this point in my life, it is one of the only childhood memories I am able to recollect. The person that comes to mind when I smell this scent in my own life even now is my grandfather. He passed ten years ago. The smell
Whether he is next to God in a white satin gown with glowing wings and the brightest halo of them all, or simply in everyday clothes just watching over me, he is with me. They each describe their experience. He was an amazing human being who blessed everyone with his presence. Sitting here in my room and listening while lying on my bed, it gives me an interesting thought. My grandfather"tms heart is put into every phrase of the song, "His Eye Is on the Sparrow. I have heard stories of how he would sing in church on Sunday mornings and leave people with great memories. Would I cry or get angry You see, when he passed away, I was only eight years old. is really the only memory I have left of him; that and the pictures. In attempt to do this paper I have forced myself to listen and have truly felt a sense of peace about many things come over me. I was small and chubby with short choppy hair. To be honest, I have never had the courage to listen to this tape.