"At that point, I noticed a scent of hairspray—the same one my grandma used for the past 60 years. I teared up, knowing that she was right there with me and she was proud of me."
IN THE COMMENTS: Everybody's talking about what their grandmothers smelled like. Mine smelled like: 1. lemonade, watermelon, and chicken & dumplings, and 2. knitting wool and African violets.
Friday, December 17, 2010
"There was a moment during the test when my mind drifted to her funeral and melancholy began to overtake me."
Labels:
death,
exams,
hairstyles,
smelly,
superstition
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