I thought of you today....

Memories....they're amazing aren't they, and what conjours those memories, objects and things that suddenly have new meaning to them.

I got to thinking about this because yesterday I had several delightful moments where simple little things reminded me of some special people in my life.

The first was in the morning, as I was christerning my slow cooker. I searched in the back of the pantry to see what herbs we had on hand and hidden away was a packet of orange jelly crystals. Lol. If only I knew they were there, I thought, last week when my good friend Ebby was going nuts for preggy craving orange jelly! She only lives up the road, so I could have taken the pack over(I actually did pop in yesterday to drop off something so I put the jelly in the bag as a little suprise).

The second was when Jack and I were doing some grocery shopping. I had a ticklish feeling on my neck and when I put my hand up I found a little ladybug! I offered the ladybug to Jack and he let her scurry all over his hands as we went around the shop, I told him that perhaps his little friend Stella(who has just had a ladybug themed birthday party) was thinking of him and so this little beetle appeared ;) (Oh and note to Kint-this ladybug was not red, but orange!).

Memories can attach themselves to anything.

There's a certain hand liquid soap, and when ever I smell it, it takes me back to memories of my first dental surgery. It must have been the soap we used there.

Songs are often common memory evokers. When ever I hear Green Day- Time of Your Life, I think of our year 12 Muck-Up Day, because one of our talented muso students took over the PA system and belted out some tunes ;)  When I hear Alanis Morrissette, she takes me back to The Great Ocean Road road trips Dad took us on, she spent a whole summer on loop through my ear phones.

Some nursery rhymes we sing with Jack are bitter sweet, they remind me of my very early years when Nanny and Grandma would sing them to us, and others they had made up, so they bring some wonderful memories, but it's always tinged with sadness to know Nanny is gone and Grandma just isn't herself anymore(dimensia).

A certain perfume, I have no clue which it is, reminds me of my Aunt. This Aunt I havent seen much of over the years, after she moved interstate, but when ever a lady passes with the scent trail of this perfume she pops into my head! I don't actually like the smell, but I totally love that for that moment it makes me devote some thoughts to an Aunt that I would rarely otherwise think about ;)

Smells are very powerful memory keepers.

The smell of eucalyptus after it's rained reminds me of early morning trips to the shower block from the caravan we stayed at in Aireys Inlet, as a family when we were young.

The smell of lavender baby powder & a certain hand cream reminds me of my dear Nanny, who passed away in 1980. I remember how devastated I was when I realised that her possesions that I had, no longer smelt like her :(

Many people now days don't seem to fancy the mens cologne Brut33, but my golly I love it!  Beautiful memories of my Dad when we were little kids, and burrying my nose in his armchair to engolf myself in his sent while he was at work.

The place where we said our vowels and became husband and wife, was also the place we got engaged, then said goodbye to our babies, then had Jack's naming ceremony. This place is jam packed with memories, and it's our default go-to place for a nice calming day ;)