Fall always reminds me of my precious baby boy. It was when we discovered our baby had went to Heaven.
I used to get a smell in my nose around the 1st of the month that reminded me of him; however, last year I was diagnosed with nasal polyps and only have a sense of smell during certain times of the day and year.
I may not have that smell anymore, but I have the beautiful trees, pumpkins, scarecrows and cooler weather to remind me of him.
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