Heritage
In her small kitchen we all cluster
Sharing food and pleasant communion
My mom, me, with my daughter
Her sister, with daughters, and granddaughters
Sharing a bond that binds
A heritage that cannot be broken
We linger over dishes, pots, and pans
Serving up gifts of our lives
Precious morsels offered, taken, savored
As hours are too quickly passing
Like a vapor of steam that rises and fades
So our visit here will soon end
Yet the memories will linger leaving the
Fragrant aroma of love shared in her kitchen 
---Nancy Kourmoulis (7/25/09)
(Tribute to my aunt who so graciously opened her home these last two weeks - how precious it has been to share this time with her family. Today we are flying back home.)
Ah, the hope and promise of a shared kitchen. :)
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mmmmm... delicious sentiment. I love being gathered around the island with my girls or girlfriends. Chopping, wisking... smiling and bonding.
isn't the kitchen the best gathering place in the house?!
ReplyDeletei love the words as well as the photos that you posted with them.
what a wonderful summer treat you had.
L.L. - thanks for all your inspiring thoughts.
ReplyDeletePrairie Chick - I totally agree.
nAncY - The kitchen is the best gathering place. The summer treat was amazing!
Thanks to all of you for stopping by!