So its been over a year since I moved now... in my road theres someone that drives a car..It makes the exact same noise as my mums car did when you park it (little fault with it) but its a.screeching sound..almost like the cars wheels are turning really fast.
But yeah whenever I heard that noise I knew my mum was home and parking...
Feels so weird hearing that sound now and knowing its not her 😭😓😓😢 Didnt think I would ever hear that sound again xx
When I was little we would always go to my nanny’s house. She was a heavy smoker so her house always smelled like cigarettes. She was also a very traditional irish Woman and had potatoes with every meals so I always associated the smell of boiling potatoes with her too. Not long ago I was boiling some potatoes for some mash and my husband was having a smoke outside. I had left the window open and the smell of smoke mixed with the smell of boiling potatoes. I found myself in floods of tears as memories of my wonderful Nan came back to me.
It’s funny the things you associate with the people we miss. There is upset in it but sometimes there is comfort x
@kayteamay The sound of the car really got to me, theres been little things but this has been the main thing. When I first heard it...stopped me in my tracks...She would usually come home this time too so its really weird...almost like it is her xx