Originally Posted by quiltncrazy

k3n wrote:
I have a paisley print scarf of my grandma's, the one she wore every day, round her shoulders or over her head if it was raining (she died in 2004). I wish I'd kept it in a bag because her smell has all gone, although sometimes I think I can still get a faint whiff, but I think it's my imagination.


k, it really is the little things like her scarf, that mean so much. I have a deep seated faith, that if you believe in something, that is your reality. :)