
I am wearing Emeraude perfume today.
It was my mother's favorite scent.
Those tender moments before bedtime are part of my eternal memories of her. . . Mom, freshly bathed and in her silky robe, catching a few minutes to herself...watching the news or The Tonight Show. . . I can smell her Emeraude. . . I snuggle her one more time before going to bed. The tenderness is all around me.
Happy Mother's Day, Mommy
~We miss you~