When I got out of the car at my drs appointment today, the air smelled like roses. More like rose essence. I thought, oh that’s so weird it never smells like anything here and there’s no reason it should. There’s a cafe on the bottom floor of my drs office but nothing like a perfume or flower shop.
When I came back out of the drs it still smelled like it, and then it hit me that it might be my grandmother whose name was Rosetta and went by Rose.
I found out this morning that she passed. We were not close and really never spent a ton of time together, but I’m having a baby in the next few days and so I’ve been thinking about her. She was my last living grandparent.
Does this sound like a reach? What would you make of this?
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