Vol de Nuit Guerlain 1933 Eau de Toilette

I have a disturbed day and night rhythm - and probably that's because of you You had to choose "Vol de Nuit" in this little perfumery in Adelaide. I was already in your belly at the time, about five days old, and I remember that whoosh.... splash....
this brilliant start that the scent made. Glistening aldehydes like the sky over Broken Hill when nuggets of gold are smoldering somewhere on the horizon.
Your credit card was glowing when you bought "Vol de Nuit" because it was expensive fun back then, you wanted the extrait and the eau de toilette together right away.
Grandpa was born in 1933 and he came to Germany on an Air France plane. All the more reason for you to like Vol de Nuit. St. Exupéry never interested you much, you had too much else to read during your studies and "Le petit prince" was touching, but then not as earth-shattering as Sartre.
Galbanum, on the other hand, remains a constant for you. It comes from Iran and only a year ago you realized that you must have seen this plant in the mountains around Karaj during a hike, without realizing it.
We always perceive only a fraction of what surrounds us anyway. After all, I could only smell, feel, taste and hear you for nine months, but not see you.
You and my dad went on to Melbourne and I remember it being incredibly hot there. 45 degrees in a motel. and you were spraying "Vol de Nuit".
It's cooling at the beginning, the galbanum, the aldehydes. Then flowers come in, very light, small, tamed flowers, apprivoisées, like in "Petit Prince".
Iris does stand out, but only if you know it, have never met it before, so it acts like stardust and descends on your skin, calm, gentle, soothing.
Now "Vol de Nuit" is like the color purple, deep and mysterious, meditative. Little yellow speckles of narcissus appear, but they don't disturb the picture, they add a little disruptive note. Why not, no one is just quiet, otherwise she or he would be a Buddha.
Then the day of my birth 20 years ago, you had thought long and hard about what fragrance you could wear around the birth date to greet me.... of course you chose "Vol de Nuit", because with this perfume everything started for me, even before I saw the light of day, and then when I was in your arms, at your breast and drank mother's milk for the first time, I felt a very small hint of vanilla, maybe on your skin, maybe on your hair, which touched me gently. You hadn't put on extra perfume for the birth itself, because you wanted everything to go as naturally as possible, but your body had probably already mixed the smell of "Vol de Nuit" with its own juices.
Over the past few years, "Vol de Nuit" has changed, but so have you. Your life has become a lot lighter, just like the scent, which as an eau de toilette always flew by very quickly and now seems even more vol-atile than before.
Sometimes, when I hug you, I feel an elegant hint of oakmoss, vanilla and sandalwood, very delicate and yet so memorable.
Unfortunately, you don't wear "Vol de Nuit" as often as I would like, you experiment around with some fragrances without stopping.... and then you tell something about "Parfumo", horizon expansion and your hobby.
We all in the family have understanding for it, but we wish ourselves more constancy, a signature scent like "Vol de Nuit" , to which we can hold on again and again, make sure, remember us...

especially I, who was conceived thousands of miles away on another continent and returned to Frankfurt together with you on a night flight, and who feels this longing inside me...
for arriving, for returning, for a mother who strokes my cheek with a gentle hand when I lose myself, whispering, "Everything will be all right."