It's almost 10 pm, I'm tired, sleepy, and missing my hubby who is in a conference in Tagaytay. As I try to think of what to write here, I remember the comforting aromas that I look for in these "tiring" times.
I love the scent of my hubby -- fresh from a shower or straight from a day at work, it doesn't matter. His scent comforts me in a bad day and assures me of his love for me -- and that's just his scent!
I love the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. While I don't particularly like Starbucks, I do love that I smell their coffee a mile away. It gives me the feeling of freedom -- the freedom to just "sit and talk awhile" over a nice steaming cup of coffee. I can almost see the swirling steam...
I love the smell of freshly baked bread (especially one with butter). It brings back memories of my mother -- her care and attentiveness toward us.
I love the smell of fresh linen. I can almost fall asleep just thinking about it.
I love the smell of a freshly lit matchstick. I know, it sounds a bit weird, but I do enjoy the "phosphorical" smoke (ahem..cough..cough) -- it brings me comfort, especially in the little girls' room (haha!).
I love the smell of "imported goods". You know, that very distinctive scent when you open a
balikbayan box from the US (I don't know about other countries). I've always associated this smell with the love of my aunt and grandmother whenever they send us their Christmas package.
I love the smell of a brand new car. Need I say more?