My father didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it. ~C.B. Kelland
Do you have memories like this:
Among my fondest childhood memories are those where my dad played with us, especially when we did what my mom called “rough housing.” My brother and I would pile on my dad in the middle of the living-room and wrestle. I think the reason these memories are so strong is they involved all of the senses, especially touch and smell.
I remember how impossibly big and strong he felt, and I remember the smell of his aftershave (one I probably bought him for Father’s day) and also the smell that was just uniquely him… that wonderful dad smell. Do you remember it? There’s another smell I remember fondly, though it was actually from times I wasn’t feeling my best.
If I could, I’d ask you to close your eyes, but then you’d not be able to read this. Still, imagine it. Remember the times you were sick with a cold or flu. I loved the feel of my dad pulling a heavy pile of blankets up to my chin. I can still hear his voice saying, “I’m going to get something to help you feel better, buddy,” as he left for the store.
If you’re eyes were closed (as I’m sure mine were) you’d soon hear him re-enter the room, and already you’d feel better. Then there would be the sound of a lid turning as he opened a jar, followed by the the unmistakable scent of Vicks Vapo Rub wafting over the bed. I was certain at that point I could already breathe just a bit easier.
Closing my eyes now, I can feel him pull back that pile of covers and unbutton my PJ top with those big fingers of his. Then he spread that cool, yet warm wonderful concoction on my chest, and my breathing & cough eased. It was, again, that combination of touch and smell I most remember. Do you remember how it made you feel?
When I was asked if I’d like to write about my experiences as a dad with VapoRub, I didn’t hesitate, as I’ve been using it on my little girl when she’s been sick. There’s nothing worse than a sick child. And just as I hope she remembers all the times she’s “rough housed” with me, I suspect she’ll also remember the comfort of Vapo Rub.
Think about your fondest memories of childhood. Do you just remember it as if viewing a movie shot on an old camera, or can you remember other senses, as well? Perhaps it’s the sizzle and smell of turkey as it emerges from the kitchen on Thanksgiving, or the smell and sharp prick of pine needles on a real Christmas tree?
What are your fondest childhood memories?
*Please note: This post was sponsored on behalf of Vicks VapoRub, but the words and opinions are very much my own. As you know, I will never promote a product in which I don’t strongly believe; and I’m sure you can tell, I have very fond memories of VapoRub. I wish you a very safe, healthy and happy holiday season! ~Michael
p.s. if you like VapoRub be sure to “like” their Facebook Page. I also wanted to point out their super sweet free virtual care packages you can customize and send your friends on Facebook. I just tried it out and it lets you put in videos, photos, plush pillows, flowers, etcetera (virtually speaking) and other cool stuff to help a friend feel better.