Yesterday I went and visited my mother and daddy. While I was there mother and I "played" in her cedar chest. It was just as I remembered-the smell, the dishtowels and pillow cases and her wedding dress and her doll Daphne they were all still there! It was just like being a little girl again. That is one of the thing I like so much about going home, everything is always the same. It has not been like that in my life since I have been married, we have moved 12 times! Sometimes I would wake up and could not remember what house I was in (or where the bathroom was!) But there has always been something that is just so calming about "going home".
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I always loved going through Mother's cedar chest. Just the smell of cedar brings back a lot of memories to me.
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