White Diamonds.

As we strolled down the block making our way to the destination that would allow start our mother daughter evening, the smell of her entered into my nose. It seemed like I had been smelling it for the past 3 blocks but was unsure of where it was coming from. I looked over at my mother and felt my heart skip a beat. I felt like I was looking into a younger version of that great woman. All I could think was I miss my grandmother.

The conversation continues but I can't seem to get that smell out my nose. So soft and sweet. The best smell ever. Flashbacks of being hugged and knowing that I was loved. Where is that smell coming from.

I step a little closer to my mother, we need to hail a cab to get downtown, the smell is getting stronger and I am feeling like my grandmother is standing right next to me. I look over at my mother- "What do you have on?" Unsure of the emotions that my face read, "White Diamond"

The answer to the great question. She is here. Standing right next to me. Not my grandmother but her protege. Flashbacks of the white diamonds sitting on her dresser. Tears fill my eyes and all I can think is I miss my grandmother.