Wednesday, October 8, 2014

It's The Little Things You Miss The Most......

While cleaning up my home office yesterday, I ran across a familiar brown bottle of liquid that I hadn't seen in several years.  As I stood there, staring for what seemed like an hour at the bottle in my hand, I slowly removed the lid and placed the bottle to my nose.  I took a deep breath in and tears immediately spilled like a waterfall down my cheeks and I could taste the salt as they hit my tongue.  

It was "Youth Dew" perfume......and had belonged to my Mom.

I can't remember a time Mom didn't wear Youth Dew.....she OWNED this was hers.  And smelling this once again after saying goodbye 2 1/2 years ago, brought back a flood of memories.  A virtual downpour of precious souvenirs for me.  But mostly, the love I felt when she would hug me.....smelling of Youth Dew.....and how safe I felt in her perfectly and utterly safe my heart was with her.

So, why am I telling you this?  

I really don't know.  

Maybe it's because another Liz; a friend I grew up with, lost her Mom this week and my heart grieves and breaks for her....I want to grab her, hug her, feel her wet salty tears on my shoulder....and to tell her to save her Mom's favorite perfume....she'll need it later.

To tell her it's the little things that she'll miss the most.....