You can get one drift of a certain scent and it will leave you thinking for hours.
As a little girl, I remember the sweet and bitter smell of the tangerine trees in my great grandmother's barren backyard. The smell lit up the entire neighborhood.
The smell of my sisters perfume. She used to give me just a squirt every time I saw her because it was so expensive. I was just a child, I didn't understand.
The smell of the ocean my aunt used to live by. The salty sea and sand aroma filled the open windows in her house mixed with the chlorine from her one person sized pool.
The funny thing about scent is it never goes away. I can still smell the tangerine trees, her perfume and the beautiful mixture of the oceans salty breeze and chlorine.
These scents make me believe these three incredible women's souls live on past their time. I can still feel their presence with me with each aroma