Rose Remembers
Episode 12~*A heartbroken wife has left home to "find" herself. On one very ordinary day Rose, the wife, suddenly has a self realization. Technically this is when the perfume "Roisín" was born.*
Rose Remembers
"The question is, where are we going with all of this?" Rose questions herself one morning as she looked at her reflection in the glass. It was a dark, wet Saturday and she sat alone. It had been a full 9 months since she had seen Blond Tobacco. Through everything Rose could not forget him. He was the first person she thought of every morning as she woke up and last thing at night as she drifted off to sleep.
Rose felt happy, content, and totally independent. She had made a beautiful home in an upstairs apartment of an old house by the canal. She did up the kitchen, painted the shelves duck egg blue and covered the walls in a yellow on cream floral print wallpaper. There was a shiny yellow coffee pot on the stove and it was usually simmering away, the apartment smelled like fresh coffee and apple pie, or fresh coffee and pizza, or fresh coffee and cinnamon buns. Rose had a seat at the window, overlooking the canal. She would sit there for hours in the good light and read.
She had made many good friends in that year, a french waitress named Bergamot, and neighbors, Rosewood and Coriander. There was Ambergris of course and a lovely lovely old man named Sandalwood (tell you more about their meeting again*).
There was Roses' friendship with vanilla ice cream and all the emotional support from that quarter : ) (of a tonne) and her love affair with Jasmine.
Still at the back of it all, Rose misses Blond Tobacco, her Blondy : (
Later as Rose sits in the lovely warm water of her Saturday Bath, she begins to remember herself. Her youth, her rose bud phase, so delicate, so precious and new. The ''just bursting bloom of young womanhood, and then the full bloom, fully fragrant woman she now seems to have become. All the friends, people places and events that have shaped her life. Rose has found herself somewhere among all the flowers Rose had finally found herself.
HERE IS THE PERFUME NAMED ROSE: AMBERGRIS, SANDALWOOD, VANILLA, ROSE OTTO, JASMINE, ROSE ABSOLUTE, BERGAMOT, ROSEWOOD, CORIANDER.
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