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.)
4 comments:
Ah, the hope and promise of a shared kitchen. :)
leaving the
Fragrant aroma of love shared in her kitchen
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?!
i 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.
Prairie 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!
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