I attended the funeral of a former co-worker and friend this morning, who passed away at 63 as cancer took another good person far too early.
I've commented in the past that the church I grew up in didn't use incense, and so I don't have the memory recognition that many of you who love incense-based fragrances have mentioned. Incense was used liberally this morning, and I can see how that would make a huge, lasting impression on your scent memory if you had grown up experiencing that many times over many years. Had I grown up with this, I would have immediately recognized it, and known in advance what to expect, with the many incense-type frags I've tried. I can also see how this could be a "comfort" scent for some, or at least one for which some would have strong memory associations.
Interesting how this hobby permeates throughout our lives, sometimes in unexpected places.
I've commented in the past that the church I grew up in didn't use incense, and so I don't have the memory recognition that many of you who love incense-based fragrances have mentioned. Incense was used liberally this morning, and I can see how that would make a huge, lasting impression on your scent memory if you had grown up experiencing that many times over many years. Had I grown up with this, I would have immediately recognized it, and known in advance what to expect, with the many incense-type frags I've tried. I can also see how this could be a "comfort" scent for some, or at least one for which some would have strong memory associations.
Interesting how this hobby permeates throughout our lives, sometimes in unexpected places.