Although you’re gone, I can still pour over your photographs, feel your hand in mine, taste your lips and hear you murmur ‘I love you’.

And over time, it has become easier to bear.

But the waft of your aftershave on a passing stranger brings me to my knees.

It’s the unexpected that breaks us.

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    Carrie OLeary
    Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
    1 month ago

    A very poignant tale, Linda. The heartbreak is palpable in every word. Nicely done 🥺

    Julie Harris
    Julie Harris(@julie-harris)
    1 month ago

    Linda, this is a tiny jewel of a piece. You’ve said so much in so few words – just enough, and not an excess word more. Tears filled my eyes when I read it. I wonder, is this a poem or a story? It seems it could be a wonderful poem with a little formatting, and is certainly very well-written in either genre. The picture is also superb and a perfect fit… Read more »

    Margarida Brei
    Margarida Brei(@margarida-brei)
    1 month ago

    Very emotional writing that turns the reader to tears with the lines,
    “But the waft of your aftershave on a passing stranger brings me to my knees.
    It’s the unexpected that breaks us.”
    Truly clever writing in such few well chosen words. Well done, Linda.

    1 month ago

    Linda, this is so heartfelt and true. Grief can be rekindled by the smallest of things especially when it hits one of our senses that evokes an instant memory.

    Lotchie Carmelo
    Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
    1 month ago

    Wow! This is the proof of words that say so little but mean so much. Your story makes me cry. Well done, Linda.

    Lotchie Carmelo
    Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
    Reply to  Linda Rock
    1 month ago

    I agree.

    Lisa Dykes
    Lisa Dykes(@lisa-dykes)
    1 month ago

    This is so well written Linda, so much emotional depth in so few words. Really good!

    Christer Norrlof
    Christer Norrlof(@christer-norrlof)
    28 days ago

    This little piece of writing is very powerful in its small, concentrated form. I think it deals with something that we all can relate to. We sometimes think we are definitely over a special memory or relationship and then it suddenly is there again. Like you, I have been amazed by the fact that memories of smells can lie hidden in the back of the brain for a very long time. Suddenly… Read more »

    Melissa Taggart
    Melissa Taggart(@melissa-taggart)
    23 days ago

    This story packs an emotional punch, Linda. I think it tells a story, one of which we all have understood at one point or another. Emotionally, it comes in a language for which we need no translation. Beautiful work.

    N Jungeberg
    N Jungeberg(@n-jungeberg)
    14 days ago

    The truth and nothing but the truth in as few as four sentences! I know the feeling all too well since June 29, 2018.

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