Recipes
You know... i never thought that recipes could bring me memories. My mom had made me
a delicious dinner. As she was cooking I looked over and saw the recipe. It was on a sheet
of paper and looked like it had been typed about 20 years ago. I asked my mom where she got
it and she told me my nana had typed it up for her when she was 18. I took it away, and started to read it.
The weird part is that between each line a little bit of my grandmothers personality was in it.
I started to remember little things that i had started to forget.
Slowely tears started to come from my eyes and roll down my cheeks.
The cold lonly feeling i have had for months had gone away for a couple seconds
my heart started to again beat.
The corners of my mouth acutally curved
She was there. Right there on the peice of paper, and maybe right next to me.
Suddenly I had a memory that i will always keep in my heart.
"it may be a while till a see her (physically), but i can always visit her in my heart"
~I just made that up.
a delicious dinner. As she was cooking I looked over and saw the recipe. It was on a sheet
of paper and looked like it had been typed about 20 years ago. I asked my mom where she got
it and she told me my nana had typed it up for her when she was 18. I took it away, and started to read it.
The weird part is that between each line a little bit of my grandmothers personality was in it.
I started to remember little things that i had started to forget.
Slowely tears started to come from my eyes and roll down my cheeks.
The cold lonly feeling i have had for months had gone away for a couple seconds
my heart started to again beat.
The corners of my mouth acutally curved
She was there. Right there on the peice of paper, and maybe right next to me.
Suddenly I had a memory that i will always keep in my heart.
"it may be a while till a see her (physically), but i can always visit her in my heart"
~I just made that up.