Why Dunkin' Donuts Made Me Cry

I dropped my daughter off at summer art camp this morning then came back to get ready to start my day (don't judge me).  I walked inside and was hit with a beautiful smell and powerful memory- Dunkin' Donuts!  It's curious how you don't know what your house smells like until you leave and come back. I think it was the combination of my butterscotch candle and the coffee I sleepily brewed upon rising.

That beautiful smell took me right back to 8 or 9.  I would stay with my grandparents for part of the summers.  My happiest moments from childhood were those lazy summer days with them.

They would always take me out for a doughnut after church on Sundays. My grandparents would get coffee and I would pick out something chocolate or pink with sprinkles.  I remember the man in the white hat who would help us. (Either that or I've merged him with the Time to Make the Donuts guy- memories can be funny, you know.) Then we would sit and visit at one of those plastic tables with the attached stools.

It's also funny how memories can be so happy and so sad at the same time; tears welling up now I as type. 

I miss them. 

I miss those days.

Scientifically, there's a reason I'm all up in my emotions over this. The part of the brain that is responsible for smell is stored in the part of the brain responsible for memory.   

Ahh, nostalgia. What smell-powered memory evokes emotion for you?

Smell wisely, my friends, - M
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