My dad recently gave me a box of 6 Christmas ornaments. They were in a little wooden box. I set this box on the Wii TV and never really gave it another thought until Saturday night when I opened it up to check out the new ornaments. When I opened that box an aroma came out and just slapped me in the face. It was SO STRONG. It was a cedar box. I felt like I was thrown back in time. I can’t really explain it. Paul thought I’d gone off the deep end I know. I jumped up and down and said “smell this, smell this.” I think he thought something was wrong and not that I was in glee. So he took a deep whiff and looked at me like “ya, so? It’s cedar. Big deal.”
We used to have a cedar closet in our basement in the house I grew up in. Do any of you remember those? I’m pretty sure they don’t put them in houses anymore. Do they? Anyway, I used to go sit in that closet. All in the dark and just breath in that smell. My dad’s hunting clothes were in there. I can remember a red wool suit that he wore deer hunting. Then there were a few odd jackets and coats. I loved that smell and loved hiding in that closet. Paul said they put them in houses because moths wouldn’t eat anything in cedar.
I can’t tell you the last time I felt something like that over a smell but I actually went back there for that moment. Have you ever had anything like that happen to you? Has a smell or a memory ever taken you back in time like that? Do you know anyone who had/has a cedar closet in their house? Or a cedar chest? Boy, do I love that smell.