A Memory

My mother has been gone since 1993. You know how a smell can evoke a memory? Well the smell of Chanel brings the memory of my mother to the front everytime. I remember when she passed and I was going through her things, I would go into her closet and shut the door, because I could smell her - her wonderful smell! The bottle of Chanel in this photo as well as the lamp, dish and other little bottles of perfume were all hers and every now and again I will open that bottle of Chanel and remember her. Remember her love, her warmth, her beautiful voice as she would sing through the house and all the stories and advice she ever gave me.

I miss her.