My first real boyfriend had recently died and I was very emotional. Even though 13 years had passed since the relationship ended, there was a lot of regret and unfinished business on my part.
The day after the funeral I was feeling very sad and guilty and just awful and I caught a whiff of his smell. (I know what you all mean by someone's distinct smell. I never could figure out when we were dating what this smell was exactly...Probably a combination of laundry detergent, cologne, and antiperspirant) I felt nice, like you feel when you get a big warm hug. Then, the smell went away.
I still alternate between believing this was a supernatural experience and the fellow was telling me that everything was ok,
and believing that I manufactured the odor from the recesses of my memory in the state of upset I was in.
Anyway, good luck with your smells.
Edited by dariaru05, 11 May 2006 - 03:33 AM.