Yesterday, I was talking with my son while I was getting the babes ready for their gramma day.
The night before, I had been going through all my perfumes, lotions etc., preparing for shopping the following day.
Bobby always bought me Chantilly perfume for every holiday when he was younger. He said he thought for years that was what I wore, because he always smelled it on me. That was my grandmothers perfume, her favorite.
Bobby said he finally realized, I didn't wear it after he moved away from home. He said after that he didn't smell it, only in my house?
I told him that sometimes I do use it. When I feel blue thinking about gram I have sprayed some on and went to bed feeling better. But I don't do that often.
Although I love Chantilly, it was my first perfume, gramma bought it for me. I don't wear it then I wouldn't know when she was here, holding me up helping me be strong.
She is a wonderful person still watching over me. Lord knows I need it!
It is like that song about holes in the floor of Heaven. I truly beleive she is not earthbound, but in times of great stress in my life she comes to me and brings that wonderful Chantilly scent that calms me.
(((((((((((hugs)))))))))
Piglet =)

I'm glad it brings you comfort, Peg. It's always nice to know someone is watching over us.

Kell