Lilacs
I can smell it in the air, the warmth of summer mixing with spring. I smell that is so hard to explain. But it's a smell that reminds me of up. The way you'd smile and open all the windows saying how summer was on its way or how today would be like a summer's day. But with this weather brings another smell that brings warmth to my heart and years to my eyes. The smell of lilacs. For as long as I can remember you would always get excited over this time of year going for walks so you could feel the sun on your skin and stop by to smell the beautiful small purple flowers that you could smell a block away. You would always smile and say how you loved them and with a smile on my face I'd pick some so I'd see the look of happiness and love. The apartment would smell like lilacs for days and everyday you would smell them saying how much you loved them. And everytime you would look at me with such love and that smile that was so rare. That I couldn't help but smile back. The only thing I wanted was to see that smile on your face and feel you hug me tightly. Now that you are no longer here the seasons are no longer the same and don't hold the same joy. But I opened the windows and the familiar smell blew in filling the room with a feeling of comfort as I saw a memory of you at the table drinking your coffee and smiling as you looked out the window. So though it was painful it also brought me comfort. And as I walked outside I stopped as tears ran down my eyes as I could smell lilacs stronger than I ever had. And I feel that it was you. Now I have liacs in my room and everytime I'm hit with their fragrance I'm reminded of you. And with tears in my eyes I smile because they remind so much of you.
And I know you are letting me know that you are still here.
I love you mom.
Dedicated to my mom.
