Today I am grateful for smell!
My children each have a certain smell. I love to get close to them and just smell them. My husband has a smell. My parents each have a smell. I love those smells. Smell can triger memories. Smell can take you back to a certain time and place. I can smell a perfume from my teenage years and it will remind me of something I otherwise forgot. When I bake I can smell the cookies, brownies, cake, whatever, in my hair. We often talk of "things" belonging to my parents that each child may want after our parents are gone. I have often said I want Daddy's pillow. It has his smell. Yep, I am extremely grateful for the sense of smell.