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What are you going to do... when your mother-in-law lives in Cologne...
Daughters-in-law have it not easy, but is that really so?
My later mother-in-law, when I first met her, I saw at first sight that this was a real lady. But rather one of the sober kind.
She showed herself to be, in fact, a pragmatist. But not only that, which only became apparent to me much later. In addition, she hardly allowed other opinions, which she never expressed openly. Even if one could prove something profoundly, in scientific form, she hardly commented on it, although it was comprehensible for her. I could only read from her body language when she was d'accord, in which she nodded a little.
You would think that as a daughter-in-law, with a woman like that, I should not stand a chance at all. Well, it was by no means so.
I cracked her with the fact that I had a literary background and had a say in literature. Unfortunately, she often denied the younger generation that they had any idea about culture at all in these fast-moving times.
I could see them. In truth, she was a very passionate woman. She loved gems. All her life she collected gemstones, just as I collected perfumes. Ahhh ...................so she is a magpie.
For my birthday she gave me gems from her collection all these years. Through her I own a considerable collection of emeralds, rubies, aquamarines, topaz, pink and green tourmalines, diamonds and many other stones
In fact, she didn't know anything about perfume. Which I suspect she secretly felt sorry for. She only ever loved fine soaps.
At some point I brought her this scent, as a reminder of the city she lives in. She accepted the gift with the little enthusiasm that was so characteristic of her. She smelled it ... ahh ... ah ... yes. ...good. It smells good, she said.
I know that she found it beguiling, she had no experience of how to classify a fragrance, a perfume. She just thought it was good. She wore it too, which was remarkable for a woman like her.
I discovered it by the fact that the bottle was almost empty when we dissolved her household.
A few weeks before this great woman passed away, I showed her the emerald pendant that I had just had made for me by the goldsmith. She recognized immediately the stone she had given me so many years before.
This fragrance refreshes and relaxes at the same time, turns deep green, warms and opens the heart. Like an emerald.
Which may be due to the fact that he perfectly combines the finest ingredients in a masterly, inimitable combination. Cardamom, Calabrian bergamot, Sicilian lemon, ginger, myrtle, artemisia, neroli, cedar wood, patchouli, benzoin, musk...
That's all it takes, but not less either.