I think it could be truly said that every child’s favorite perfume is the smell of their mother. This is also true of me.
My mother wore the only perfume to which my father was not allergic. That being Youth Dew by Estee Lauder.
On its own, I didn’t care for the fragrance. But on my mother, it was like smelling love and cuddles when I was brokenhearted or if I fell and scraped my knees. And I would give every penny I have to smell her again, and hear her vibrant voice telling me, "You can meet any challenge you face."
As I mentioned in an earlier post, Mom was uber creative for all of us. And she was perceptive enough to know that I had a secret -- another favorite fragrance. It was, and is, the smell of horses.
On the rare occasion when I actually got to touch a horse, mostly on occasions set up for me by Mom in her "connected" and "networked" extended list of friends, I would not wash my hands until that fragrance had dissipated. And go to sleep dreaming of the day when I could smell that smell every day and every night and any time I wanted to.
But not yet.
Because when you ask for something, even when you ask and ask and ask, sometimes the answer is “yes.” Sometimes the answer is “no.” And sometimes the answer is “wait…”
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Oh man. Me too! I was lucky enough to grow up out in the wilds of New Mexico where a lot of people had horses. Although I never got that horse of my own that I prayed nightly for, I did get to ride a lot of other people's horses. I wanted to be a horse as well in pretty much the same color scheme with a third alternative of a black one with a red mane and tail. I know, they don't come in that color, but in my child's mind, anything was possible.
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I liked horses, but there weren't any close by. I had to collect plastic horses. I had 3 of those. One of my friends had a horse (a very rare thing for a city girl...) and she got to visit it regularly. I finally got to ride one at a fair once and it ran away with me and hit me in the face with a branch. But still I have always liked them.
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