It happened right there in the bakery dept.

This past Friday I ran into the grocery store to pick up a few items for the weekend.

I started in the bakery dept. for some fresh sandwhich bread, when out of the corner of my eye I saw her.
She was at least 15 feet away, but I recognized her.
My Grandma.
Ok, it wasn’t exactly her, but from the side and if I squinted a tad bit it looked just like her. Seeing dead family members is not that weird for me. *Especially at Publix.
The weirdest thing….is that immediately after seeing her, I could smell her. 
Her smell.
I couldn’t tell you what her smell is, but I recognized it at once. My Grandma’s smell, not the lady shopping in the bakery dept. who was faking her way into my heart.

Right there in the grocery store, I had a visit from Grandma. My heart was fluttering, I had a smile plastered on my face; warm memories flooded my brain. The feeling lasted about 32 seconds, but it was a wonderful 32 seconds.

Dad, Suz, G’ma~~~nineteen seventy something.

*I’ve run into my Dad’s look alike in Publix before. He might have found me to be a bit weird since I stared at him for as long as I possibly could without being issued a restraining order.

25 thoughts on “It happened right there in the bakery dept.”

  2. I see mine sometimes. Their polyester dresses or their head covering. Their wrinkly hands and their eye sparkle. Just like you I catch my breath. And wish. I'm glad God gave her to you.

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  3. I haven't found look-alikes, but I often see people who very much remind me of my dad and sometimes it makes me cry. Still. I'm glad your memories were warm!

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  5. How cool is it that she visited you, and in a public place. There's no forgetting the smell of your grandma. 🙂

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  6. Nice to be reminded of your grandma and her smell. I know how much you love and miss her.Sometimes I'll see an older guy in the diner with a hat on and he reminds me so of daddy – I often get tears in my eyes! But they are good tears.Love to you all this Monday a.m.

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  7. oh how i love this. i'm big on smells, too….so many memories wrapped up in just a scent. Old Spice? will make me cry…and then laugh a bit every time…reminds me of my Daddy Charles. and now? strangest thing….my oldest (almost 15) LOVES the smell of Old Spice. I'm getting used to it. (^-^)happy monday, for you.

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  9. Jim and I were driving yesterday and we looked over to see a man who could have been his dad's twin driving the car next to us. Fortunately his dad (and the driving twin) are both still quite alive so we got a good laugh out of it. Love your story and especially the photo of you and Grandma!

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  12. What a sweet memory.I'm so glad you started your New Year out with this chance encounter!Hope all the other ghosts visiting you are well, too!ha!

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  15. Sweetness…you made me tear up. I've seen look a few look alikes of my boy and it brings me a combination of smiles and tears. Hugs to you, dear one! : )

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  17. Oh- I have had that happen before, too. It is weird, isn't it? Really an odd thing to happen- unsettling and comforting at the same time. Blessings to you- xo Diana

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  20. That has happened to me before too. Someone who looks like my grandma Lolo, but smells do it for me in a big way too. Great memories!

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  24. I've experienced that feeling before. Not in Publix because we don't have one in our small town. I picked a fleece vest from my grandmother's things recently when my mama was going through them (Grandma died in 2006). When I got it home I opened it up and, oh my, how it smelled like her! I rolled it back up carefully and put it in my closet. Isn't it amazing how smells can cling and take us back?

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