Comments on: Soup and My Abuela

By: latinmomof4punks

latinmomof4punks — Mon, 17 Aug 2009 09:10:00 +0000

"You had me in tears Amiga". Thanx for posting and honoring your Nana's memory.~Amor, Familia Y Cultura~ Betty

By: Mrs4444

Mrs4444 — Sat, 15 Aug 2009 01:55:00 +0000

Recipes from grandmas…they are like threads that weave us all together, aren't they? I never knew my grandparents, and the last passed away when I was 12. When I was 30, I wished I had known my Grandma Draeger, so I started a family cookbook, asking my 34 cousins to send recipes and memories of Grandma. The result is a family heirloom, but something even better than that came from it….My grandma, I think knowing that I was seeking her out, came to me one night in a "dream" in which we spent an entire day together. It was wonderful, and I awoke with the greatest sense of peace I have ever had. Thanks for your treasure of a post.

By: Life with Kaishon

Life with Kaishon — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 05:11:00 +0000

Although my Grandmother experiences are somewhat different from yours, I love that you can now see the love she was sharing! Neither one of my Grandmas could cook that well. Or at least if they did, I don't remember. : ). Do you have a picture of your Grandma and you? I bet if you put that in your daughters room your daughter would treasure it someday : )

By: lisleman

lisleman — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 00:32:00 +0000

thanks for sharing. Time does have a way of changing our view.That story about the devil sounds interesting. Do you remember much of it?

By: angelcel

angelcel — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 13:33:00 +0000

Lovely story. It does seem to be human nature to sometimes not truly appreciate those who love us until they're gone. I love the way your grandmother visits you in your dreams and I'm sure she's smiling to see that her soup is being enjoyed by the next generation. 🙂

By: Joanna Jenkins

Joanna Jenkins — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 05:37:00 +0000

What a beautifully written and loving post. Thank you so much for sharing. I consider this the FRIST time you'll tell this story to your daughter and then your grandchildren. 999,999 to go!xo

By: Michelle

Michelle — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 01:59:00 +0000

Wow, that is so touching. I got along very well with my Gram… and less so with my Gramps until I was in college — right before he died. But there is so much more that I wish I could have gotten from them, and I wish that they would visit me in my dreams. And how incredibly cool that Put Pie loves her soup. Now you need to share that recipe with us, too?

By: !!The Obnoxious SAHM!!

!!The Obnoxious SAHM!! — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 01:13:00 +0000

i relate so much to this post. thank you for sharing this and remind us to appreciate what we have today.

By: Jeve (aka John and Steve)

Jeve (aka John and Steve) — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 21:33:00 +0000

Such a great post. Aren't grandmothers something? Mine died when I was 12, but she really was the heart of our whole family and we have a BIG family. I was one of the lucky grandchildren to live with her. Man I miss her so much right now. I wish she'd visit in my dreams.John

By: Sophia's Mom

Sophia's Mom — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 19:59:00 +0000

I love reading your blog because I feel i get to know you little by little. I am sure your nana knew that you loved her and that you were a spirited child,but not one that did not love her nana.It's great that she comes to you in dreams! I'm glad that you have been able to reconnect from the beyond!

By: Bee and Rose

Bee and Rose — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 19:29:00 +0000

What a lovely post! You made me cry at the end! What a wonderful thing to pass down from your Nana to your wee girl!Awesome story!

By: Kay

Kay — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 17:14:00 +0000

So sweet!I have a dificult relationship with my grandmother… but your story made me want to call her….And, what kind of soup was it?

By: badmommymoments

badmommymoments — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 07:29:00 +0000

That was beautiful. You really know how to capture and share strong emotions.

By: One Sassy Girl

One Sassy Girl — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 04:43:00 +0000

I can totally relate. My Nana is incredibly difficult and petty. She's selfish and wants to be a burden. But she makes these killer oatmeal cookies and exhausts herself over the sewing machine making place mats and dishtowels for me. I struggle to keep a loving feeling all the time, but I know I LOVE her.

By: brainella

brainella — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 03:33:00 +0000

I love this story. Youth is wasted on the young — if only we all could appreciate what we see and experience as children. 🙂 My Gram passed away earlier this year — she was my last living grandparent. I miss her and her opinions lots. You can appreciate all you learned and can pass on.

By: Patty

Patty — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 02:43:00 +0000

I love how you write. I feel like you connect with us. Like we are your friends. Comfort food is always…well it's comforting.

By: ItsKelly

ItsKelly — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 02:22:00 +0000

What a sweet and touching post! Now I'm crying AND laughing!

By: michelle

michelle — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 02:21:00 +0000

You know what they say…Soup is good food. Whether it's a cup o' Nana's or a cup o' Justin Timberlake. It all feeds the soul

By: crazyoatie

crazyoatie — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 01:32:00 +0000

That is a beautiful story. I don't blame you for mistrusting your Nana–she could have handled the clothing issue a lot better (like enlist your help instead of taking from you). But the fact that you've come such a long way in your feelings for her just proves what an amazing person you are.

By: Yaya

Yaya — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 00:45:00 +0000

That is sweet. And my Grandmother is always telling me the same stories over and over again. I know it annoys me now but I'll miss it when she's gone.