Many people say that the sense of smell evokes memories the way no other sense does. Smelling Isaac today brought me back to memories from years ago, memories of standing on my doorstep hugging Mark goodnight. Yes, you guessed it. Isaac smelled like Gain.
When I started dating Mark, I fell in love with the smell of Gain. His mother used Gain detergent and as a result, ensured my love for her son. I could spend hours cuddling him, smelling him. (Of course I fail to mention another partner in the scent combination...Old Spice Pure Sport. Mark lent me his hoodie one night and I said "Wow, this smells so good!". He replied, "That's the armpit." Well, it was an incredible smelling armpit at that!)
When Mark went on his mission I'd visit his family sometimes and once I entered their house/car I'd be on cloud nine again. "It smells like Mark," I'd say. You would probably say it was fitting for Mark's mother to give me a jug of Gain detergent for a gag gift at our wedding reception. When we bought our new washer & dryer, we couldn't use it, and to complete the nightmare I couldn't find HE Gain. I was devastated! Finally, I found it. And bought two. I've been saving it for months until we finished our other detergent.
Yesterday I did my first load of Isaac's clothes. Now whenever I smell him a wave of memories flood my mind and put a smile on my face.




