So many times this month a specific event made me go back and have a flashback from the past. I do not know why this is happening, but it is crazy. I wonder if this happens to anyone else.
I was peeling a tangerine at my mother in laws house last night and all of a sudden I had this warm feeling with a special scent that invaded my thoughts. Suddenly I was ten years old again and it was a Friday morning at our house in Tehran. Fridays were my Sundays. I was watching myself (as if I were on the second floor) enjoy my time with my dad. It was as if I had gone back in time and I was advising myself to cherish every moment (the last time I saw my dad was in 2009).
It was our thing. We loved tangerine's and couldn't stop eating them until they were all gone! Then as we ate them, we set the peels on out old fashion heater and it was as if a tangerine candle was on. Crazy how the scent of a fruit can bring back so many memories!
I really hope that by consolidating my thoughts in this blog, I can one day write a book that my grandchildren can read and know me! I only wish I knew my grandmother better even though I had all my teenage years with her.
1 comment:
Memories are important - no matter what you do. And I know exactly what you mean by the scent of "roasted" tangerine peels...it is like as if it's a candle. ;)
xoxo
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