A strange thing happened during my search to revamp my look. I came across a fragrance specialty shop in the mall. I had no intention to shop for fragrances, but I stopped and looked at the window display and was intrigued. So many bottles that looked like fine jewelry. Though I was uncomfortable going in, I went inside anyway. Getting past uncomfortable has been part of my self-discipline as I go through this journey of self-rediscovery. In all my 37 years of marriage, fragrances came as gifts from my wife. The fragrances are nice. Now as a widower, I’m on my own. I asked the shop assistant how do you decide among so many fragrances? He asked “what do you like?” and named a few -spicy, fresh, woody, etc. I reacted with this bewildered look. He was courteous and suggested a few. A spray on my left arm and a spray on my right. He said give it some time to react with my skin. Off I went among the mall crowd sniffing my arms. As time passed, I found I was drawn more to the fragrance on my left arm than my right. When I got home the scent on my left arm became my favorite. The scent was different from anything I had. I went back the next week and bought it and have not regretted it. I now use it every chance I get. This fragrance is now part of my special collection of fragrances which remind me of my precious past and the rediscovered me.