This morning I changed my sheets.

As I unfolded them to put them on the bed, they smelled like perfume. It took me back to the moment I first purchased perfume wash.

I haven’t used those sheets since last summer, so I was delightfully surprised they still had that smell.

I haven’t bought Tyler wash in a while.

We started out by using it for sheets and towels only, but then we began using it for all of our clothing as well. It became expensive to use for every wash because the small bottle emptied quickly.

It was no longer special, or a moment.

I vowed to go to that little hardware store this week, and buy some perfumed wash. Our sheets will smell like mine do today. This time it will remain only for sheets because overuse steals the moment.

Tell me how you collect beautiful moments?