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Our family is all about smells. When Old Spice clogs our senses My father is visiting. Sometimes I get a glimpse of him too, Out of the corner of my eye. He has been gone for eight years. When my mother-in-law visits it is Oil of Olay, and more than plenty of it. It permeates the kitchen and the great room area. Enough already! I say "Hello, Helen. Glad to see you, but you know I am an asthmatic," and the scent vanishes. She has been gone for ten years. She died the day after she told her girlfriend To go get her funeral suit from upstairs. The girlfriend did not want to. She was heavy, and there were a lot of stairs! Smoke surrounds my recliner when Dwight is around. He was the kindest soul, so sweet and loving but he seems to want to make a point. I think it is because he passed in 1984, so he has been gone a lot longer than the others. "ENOUGH ALREADY!" I scream when he visits. Poof. The smoke is gone. I say, "Joe, your dad is here," and he laughs. Then he says, "He is always here. He likes it here." My husband is pretty in tune with spiritual stuff. Nothing triggers my asthma faster than cigarette smoke, perfume, and cold air. Those are the three worst culprits for me. For sure! Sometimes it is damning being a sensitive.

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Our family is all about smells. When Old Spice clogs our senses My father is visiting. Sometimes I get a glimpse of him too, Out of the corner of my eye. He has been gone for eight years. When my mother-in-law visits it is Oil of Olay, and more than plenty of it. It permeates the kitchen and the great room area. Enough already! I say "Hello, Helen. Glad to see you, but you know I am an asthmatic," and the scent vanishes. She has been gone for ten years. She died the day after she told her girlfriend To go get her funeral suit from upstairs. The girlfriend did not want to. She was heavy, and there were a lot of stairs! Smoke surrounds my recliner when Dwight is around. He was the kindest soul, so sweet and loving but he seems to want to make a point. I think it is because he passed in 1984, so he has been gone a lot longer than the others. "ENOUGH ALREADY!" I scream when he visits. Poof. The smoke is gone. I say, "Joe, your dad is here," and he laughs. Then he says, "He is always here. He likes it here." My husband is pretty in tune with spiritual stuff. Nothing triggers my asthma faster than cigarette smoke, perfume, and cold air. Those are the three worst culprits for me. For sure! Sometimes it is damning being a sensitive.

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