You will come across moments in your life when you are thrown back in time when you experience a certain taste, smell, or handle an old memento. This happened to me last night as I was going through my closet and packing for our upcoming move to our new farm. I came across my old baby blanket. My mom gave this to me many years ago and I put it away in my closet and forgot about it. When I found it, I unfolded it and looked at the little red elephant designs and the red yarn tassels covering the blanket. It was still soft and smooth but there was a tattered and worn place in the center of the blanket. I am not sure why I did this, but I lifted the blanket to my face and inhaled a deep breath trying to capture a memory. I was immediately thrown back to my childhood when I was surprised to find that the blanket still contained a very familiar smell to me. It smelled like my mother. I sat there frozen with this blanket wrapped around my face. Just breathing in and out transfixed in the moment. My husband was watching me, and he gently asked. “It reminds you of your mom, doesn’t it?” I could not even get the words out to respond to him. Tears just started rolling down my cheeks and he just embraced me to let me grieve. I finally muttered to him, “It still smells like her.” I couldn’t believe after all these years and sitting in my closet that my baby blanket still smelled like my mom. She has been gone from us for almost eight years now. I think it was a God moment in which He wanted to give me some comfort in knowing that she will never be forgotten or absent from me. A piece of her remained in that old, tattered baby blanket from long ago.