My first life disappointment

Interesting how odors tap our early memories. This morning while uncapping a bottle of vanilla extract I traveled back to what was perhaps my first life disappointment.

Think I was five years old nosing through my mothers spices when my eyes settled on a brown bottle of vanilla extract. I removed the cap from the bottle, brought it to my little nostrils and they took in the most tempting aroma yet to be encountered in my short five years on this earth. I opened my mouth and greedily swallowed a good amount of the vanilla extract. The taste of bitterness my mouth experienced threw my entire existence into a state of shock and confusion.
I'm sure it was on that day that I had my first acquaintance with two emotions in the same moment....disappointment and bewilderment.

-Carol