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January 14, 2008

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Holly

OK, thanks for making me cry (really). It is good to be a little heartbroken sometimes I think. It can be the difference between complaining about ridiculous things and remembering to be so very grateful for what we have. Thank you for reminding me of that on a day when I was whining about my lot in life... which is actually really good. Best wishes.

cath

Hi Holly...oh yeah...I cried too. That taste memory just did me in. Thanks for dropping by.

beastmomma

I also cried and at the risk of sounding too obvious, this is such a good example of the power of food and taste to transport us to different places.

MyKitchenInHalfCups

I'm always impressed at how food and memory and love are so intertwined. So much bitter sweet in this one Cath but thanks for the tear, joys always seem richer after a tear.

barbara

Hopefully you will never have to make that choice Cath. We do what we think is best for our children but sometimes we make the wrong decisions.

Morsels of Memory

Thank you for sharing this poignant story. The saddest part is that families are still being torn apart in places rife with conflict. It is possible to sympathize with but impossible to grasp fully the "enormity" of such human tragedy, unless one has been victimized by war and forced to abandon one's homeland.

This is my first visit to your site and I must say that you are not at all "one-dimensional" as you stated. It is truly refreshing to encounter writing of such depth and sensitivity.

elise

What an extraordinary post. Thank you.

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