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May 11, 2007


This really resonates with me this week. Maybe it's because I'm thinking a lot about my own grandmother, who lost her husband and the love of her life for 70 years last August; maybe it's simply because loss, on any scale, seems simply unbearable; maybe it's because when loss is made personal then it truly is unbearable. Anyway, I love the photos, I hope you don't run out anytime soon.

Catherine, well put. I have to admit shedding some tears while writing this one.

It's strange to think that I (and some of my relatives) wouldn't be around if it weren't for the heartbreak. And I can't help but feel for the families that are being changed by war as we speak.

The one thing that strikes me about your family cookbook photographs is that everyone looks so happy. The pictures are full of energy. This makes your post so poignant.

No recipe needed... instead you give us the ingredients in your life. My mother's day post was on the women in my life.
Somehow mother's day makes us wander on memory lane.

Oh, no! I didn't think your nonni posts would be so sad. :( I don't know what to say.

I've been thinking about my grandmother a lot on Mother's Day as well. My grandfather left when she was pregnant with her sixth child. She raised them all, and took in three more. And I've been mulling all day on how to write something about her that would do her justice.

W.C.: If there's ever a thought that counts, it's that.

Sandi: It's a lane worth traveling.

C.S.: Wish I could bottle that energy. It keeps Nonni young at 88.

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