The Greatest Gift: Memories, Scents, and a Cedar Chest from My Father
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In this episode, I share a letter I call The Greatest Gift, written after a moment that felt like a visit from my dad — whether it was a dream, memory, or imagination, I don’t know. What mattered was how real it felt, and how comforting it was to believe that he was still with me, encouraging and inspiring me through grief.
I also reflect on how scents carry memories. For me, the smell of sawdust is forever linked to my dad — to his carpentry, his workshop, and the moments I spent nearby listening to Marty Robbins play over the sound of the saw. That smell, mixed with sweat and a cold Budweiser, may not sound pleasant to most, but to me it smells like home. When I was unexpectedly given one of my dad’s handmade cedar chests, it became a priceless gift — a piece of him, carrying both memory and presence, a year after his passing.