I tell myself in moments like that, over another long, cool drink, that I’m living my best life. With a little effort, I believe it too.
Mar 23, 2022
... all I could smell was the vanilla and syrup from breakfast
Could you share a memory of a travel destination or a place (like home or elsewhere)...and what that memory SMELLS like?
My first Christmas as a new mother smelled like vanilla and clean linen. We stayed in bed all day with our little baby boy and I made the best French toast. Our baby was so cuddly and had the biggest grin. When I hugged him, all I could smell was the vanilla and syrup from breakfast. ❤️