When I was a child, I stayed at my grandmother's house over the summers. I loved my grandmother, and whenever I was in her home, I felt content and protected. My grandmother would dry lavender and place small bags of it in her linen drawers. At night I would go to sleep wrapped in the subtle sweet smell that lingered in the sheets. So it makes sense that as an adult whenever I smell of lavender, it triggers a powerful memory of being in that house and feeling loved and peaceful.
That is a POSITIVE AROMA MEMORY that cannot be erased. I own that memory.