Your scents in my memories ✨

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Your scents in my memories

You are my intense, deep, unfathomable and sibylline primeval aroma. You lie in that insightful jumble of balsams, which, with sagacity and clairvoyance, you consolidated for me before my birth. That essence of yours and yours alone, burning, penetrating and lucid, erected to receive me and shelter me, to protect me from the onslaught and aggression, which represents the shock of arriving to this convulsed world.

With your love you aromatized my cosmos, with skill aforethought and intentionality you filled all of me, my senses, with the most powerful and delicious nuances. You impregnated and imbibed all my organs and tissues, irradiating with sparkles my most sensitive fibers, making your concert of fragrances and imperishable effluvia throughout my existence.

Thus with power and speed you embalmed my olfactory memory with perennial rubrics, so that, before the ups and downs and oscillations of life, I could evoke you in your aromas, not only in your presence, but beyond, in my memories.

You consolidated for me with enchantment and sorcery, perfumes of hard work and tenacity, day by day of your existence, and you generated an arsenal of dancing aromas, in everything and in the nothingness of evanescence.



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It is your essence, capable of stimulating and unearthing the most ancient and archaic aromas, the most recondite and hidden, kidnapping with them the feelings that accompany them. It is to wander in the inscrutable depths, of ballads of delicious harmonies, in sublime fragrances.

To feel you through your aromas is not a difficult task. I find you in the scenes we lived together, in the places we walked together, there you are in my thoughts, as gusts and gales blow and blow my memories, and there again are the fragrances that taste and smell like you.

I dig and smell the afternoons of gardenia perfumes, roses, and lavender, us sharing happily in your garden. I smell you in the heated laughter that gave us complicity, in that particular instinct that needed no words. I smell you in the sweetness and tenderness of your hugs, impregnated with the scent of the summer breeze, in the kindness of the morning and evening.

With you, insignificance always acquired value, it was your attribute, the one that projected and emerged from your heart. The essence of wisdom, patience, and great sensitivity, a love perfumed with nobility, devotion, and probity.

With your affection, you impregnated me with dreamlike and subtle aromas, the whispers and the silence, in a gallery of colors with no-nonsense, with tangible and truthful traces.



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Here I am, soaked in your aromas between strokes symbolizing my memories in letters. Irreverent and insolent diverse fragrances emerge, all claiming ownership, legitimacy, and protagonist space.

The effluvium of your body odor arises in the assault, that is so much yours, so unique and particular, so exclusive and exquisite for me. Yes, the one that welcomed me to this existence and despite my short sight, allowed me to crawl, to reach your chest and thus recognize you by instinct, finding calm and security in your lap.

You are always in my connections, with unmistakable memories, in the smells of daily life in the family home, and fragrances that bring me nostalgically back to the past. Aromas emerge, like the gratifying smell of old books inherited and preserved with suspicion.

It is impossible to leave aside the kitchen supported by its culinary fragrances, scented with freshly baked bread, with hot coffee. What to say about the Christmas season, the aromas of the manger figures, moss, and fabrics soaked in starch paint, unforgettable fragrances that permeate my senses and emotionality.


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You always invigorated my landscapes and paths with your scents, with your mixture you perfumed the experiences and journeys, giving enchantment to existence, to fill me and strengthen me, you gave me identity. Thanks to this I survive, in the unusual moments, those where there is an imbalance, by the irruption of odors and stenches, which accompany sadness and grief.

You are in my memories, as an ever-living essence, you are that privileged, indelible, and indestructible imprint of my memories and recollections. In my evocations I recreate you, you are the aroma of tranquility and warmth, of refuge and shelter, of peace and sociego. You smell of perseverance and courage, you smell of treasure, my eternal treasure. Your scents, in my memories, shelter me and wrap me, you are here, you are in me.

For you mom, I miss you...


This is my entry to the Creative Nonfiction call "Scent"


Thank you for your visit.

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Hi @marilour it's a pleasure to read your stories again. I am a faithful follower of your writings, I like the style how you write. This one you present us is very nice and emotional, addressed to your mother. Well done.
!LUV

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This one is quite emotional and I as read along, I was wondering what you were eulogizing to that extent until I got to the last line and understood.
Beautifully done

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Hi @hazmat thank you for your kind words to my writing. I sincerely appreciate it.
Happy week.

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This is quite a well-write eulogy. I can tell and feel how much you longed for your mother.

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Hi @yuki-nee it's a pleasure to have you visit. Yes, my mother was a very unique person. She always gave color to my days, painting kisses and lulling my illusion. She occupies a special corner in my soul with dad. This time it was my mother who was the source of inspiration for this writing.
Happy week.

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Greetings @hivebuzz team. Thank you for filling my days with good news. I appreciate it and thank you.
Happy week.

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This is so magical, emotional and masterly scripted. Your words are a sparkle of excellence. Truly, a reflection of sweet memories!

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Hello @jjmusa2004 you touched me with your appreciation and valuation. Very grateful for these kind words, to my writing. Thank you very much.
Happy week.

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Las madres tienen una fragancia especial, que se queda impregnada en los hijos, hermosa está dedicatoria para tu querida madre🤗 Saludos amiga.

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Hi @inessita my thanks for your visit and for reading my story. I appreciate it.
Yes, so right in your words the aromatic connection of mother and child is an enchanting, sublime and ethereal mystery. Much has been scientifically studied about it but there is an inexplicable divine aura and I think it will always be so.
Grateful for your kind words, this writing touched the fibers of my inner self, I lived pleasant and pleasant memories.
Happy week.

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You share a beautiful poetic prose with us, inspired by the most wonderful being we have in life. I loved reading these words loaded with so much feeling and love. Very good job.

Thanks for sharing.
Good day.

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Hi @rinconpoetico7 thank you very much for your visit and for reading my writings.

Before I begin the pleasant interaction, I sincerely apologize for the delay in replying. Hours without electricity leave their aftermath.

Grateful for your appreciation and comments. Yes, my mother has been and is a perennial inspiration in my existence. She is one of the gifts and indulgences that life has graciously bestowed upon me. I would have wished to spend more time with her, but despite my many attempts and struggles, against the inevitable one day she ceased to be earthly present. With regret I accepted that these are inevitable designs that are not in our hands. However, she was skillful and clairvoyant and took it upon herself with her love to provide perpetual entries in time, allowing me to live and relive her in my emotionality over and over again.
Happy weekend.

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Scents indeed make powerful memories. We often smell something and then associate it with a past memory. :)

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Hi @ladymisa, I express my consideration for the late response to your nice and thoughtful comment.

That's right scents are powerful and unpredictable in their triggers, like stimulants to the most unknowable and abstruse memories. At the same time scents and fragrances are invigorating in association, sometimes meaningless.
Thank you for your comment and visit.
Happy weekend.

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You wrapped me in your words; they’re like a cozy blanket—sublimely comforting. Your talent is a beautiful thing to witness—you write like the wind, your words flow like a surging river and you always give us something substantial in the end, like the love of a mother. Exquisite!

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Hi @itsostylish, I am honored by the deference in your comment.

I begin these discursive lines by expressing my bewilderment. Fortuitous events distanced the response to your wonderful comment. I am here to respond with esteem and gratitude.

It is disturbing what your words express. It is gratifying and benevolent, the messages and signs you refer to, in my writings. It is a trigger for my emotions. I am enjoying a great moment that has facilitated my creative writing. We are currently in a phase of falling in love and self-knowledge, delighting and rejoicing, discovering ourselves in unusual worlds. I am savoring it immensely, seeking to understand and comprehend myself. I feel doubly gratified when the reader understands and loves what I write, expressions of my feelings. They are traces that penetrate my senses, like gifts and presents.
My mother, an inexhaustible source of emotions and affection. Her unconditional and unwavering love, sowed and extended her powerful and indestructible bonds of affection. She sensitized my senses with astuteness, in a unique and incomparable way, as only she could do.
Thank you very much.
Happy weekend.

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Your emotional release is a colorful map of exquisite paths to follow. You give us the sensual feelings, the emotional charge, and we wonder where you are leading us. In conclusion, you take us to the heart and soul of a mother and it’s a sublime and worthwhile journey. Beautifully conceived and perfectly written.

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Best regards @theinkwell.
I begin by expressing my apologies for the delay in interaction and socialization. I wish you to understand this unforeseen event.

Your comments are heartwarming and enthusiastic. They are empowering and activating positive energies and liberating, productive and constructive actions in their genesis. I sincerely appreciate and value them, they are strength, learning and spirit.
I feel pleasantly compensated, with creative writing and its guided conduction, through theoretical training, manifested in its praxis. It has generated and triggered as a process events and facts unknown to me. I wonder, were they there, did they exist previously, did they arise with the motivation? The truth is that I do not know. But what is certain and what I can affirm is that it is an exquisite world, where I have the freedom to create, with which I can understand and express myself, where there are no watertight spaces, allowing me to move in fictions and experiences, wrapping myself in the exquisiteness and placidity that writing gives, from the reality without concealment or nooks and crannies to utopia and chimerical feeling; generating what you rightly comment as "emotional release".
Talking about my mother is an unlimited fluttering of emotions, it is to wrap myself in her misty atmosphere, with a taste of affection, dedication and attachment. It is to go from yesterday to now, but also from now to yesterday. It is to rediscover, appreciate and give value to the journey.
I can only say !Thank you, thank you!

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Wow this is really so so good.
The way you played with words were amazing... I really couldn't picture out the whole story until I finished.
Sorry for your loss my dear.... Your mom will be glad seeing those write-up, how I wish she was here to listen to them all but it's fine

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Hello friend @sperosamuel15 thank you so much for being consistent in your support and appreciation.
Thank you for your appreciation, yes this writing is about my mother and dedicated to her in her honor. I lost her from this earthly world because of a non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma, in its most aggressive and deadly variant. It was really an arduous and relentless struggle, maybe someday I will write about it. I hope that wherever she is, she can be satisfied with what I wrote for her.
I also think like you that where she is she has peace and there is no more suffering or pain from the disease.
A virtual hug.
Happy weekend.

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Ouch.... I've studied about non-Hodgkims lymphoma but I'm yet to see a patient nevertheless.
May she keep resting in peace and sorry for your loss Doctor

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Thank you very much for your words.
Sincerely appreciated. There are many variants, but the one that corresponded to mom was always of very reserved prognosis, of great aggressiveness and the worst of unpredictable behavior.
Cancer has been very present in my life and it has not been easy. It has been an iron fight, difficult but paradoxically of great teachings. May it be so, amen, amen.

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You're such an amazing writer. I love how you convey everything you felt with your words. This is a beautiful piece😊

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Hello @smc.arike.oba oba it is a pleasure to greet you and at the same time thank you sincerely for your visit, reading my writings and comment.
I am touched and honored by your kind words. I am very grateful for your appreciation and appreciation. I'm glad you liked it, that for me as a writer is priceless.
Happy weekend

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