My Mother was released from the Hospital yesterday and is staying with me until we feel that she is able to go back to her house, which is our family home. Im not quite sure when or if that will ever happen which has lead me to a very introspective place. It simply doesn't seem that long ago that my parents were getting all dressed up to go to some fancy fundraiser.
I can still remember the smell of Shalimar that danced in the hallways after my parents departed. I would always sneak into my mother's dressing room and curiously poke around observing her makeup and the jewelry that she decided not to wear a particular evening. My father always enjoyed dressing well and was extremely social and in fact, he always smelled wonderful. There were many wonderful things going on in our home and as a child, I was in awe of all that surrounded me.
I can still remember the smell of Shalimar that danced in the hallways after my parents departed. I would always sneak into my mother's dressing room and curiously poke around observing her makeup and the jewelry that she decided not to wear a particular evening. My father always enjoyed dressing well and was extremely social and in fact, he always smelled wonderful. There were many wonderful things going on in our home and as a child, I was in awe of all that surrounded me.
