Sunday, May 3, 2009

the smell of home







This weekend I went home ( Montgomery ) for my nephew's Senior Recognition at my home church. This was of course a special time. I was accompanied by my two youngest children for the trip. We don't live far ( Huntsville area) from home. When we arrived at my parents home and I opened the door of the vehicle, the aroma swept over me. There was a mixture of roses, jasmine, gardenia, and honeysuckle. It immediately brought a rush of childhood memories too me. It amazes me how God designed the senses for memory recall. It was such a priceless moment, a private party for me to enjoy. The fragrant breeze coupled with the warm sun was a gift from my creator to me.

Later that evening we went on a walk, my Mom and nephew Mason went with us. We went to feed the ducks and we struck gold, gold and white honeysuckle. My poor nephew had never had honeysuckle. We taught him how to tear off the bottom and squeeze the sweet nectar out. He was delighted, and although he had 9 stitches in his mouth , he was able to enjoy the treat, he loved it.

Again we were blessed by our creator. Even though my little MaryEsther was afraid someone could have peed on the plants. I am praying not !!

3 comments:

Misty said...

I love honeysuckle! Yummy! MaryEsther and I think alike, though. She's a smart kid! :-)

Debbie said...

Nice story... when you first started I thought it was going to be a bad smell (you know... Montgomery and all) so I'm glad it turned out good!

Debi said...

I just msged you on FB- saw the pic of Mason- I know him! Love the story. You have a wonderful flow with words. I didn't know you were in town this weekend!