Thinking back about my mother’s parents I have a lot of good memories. They were a bit younger than my father’s parents and lived in the big city.
I remember their first house had many rooms and a big kitchen. Outside was Bruno, the dog and a big avocado tree in which we played a lot. Continue reading Thinking back… my mother’s parents
Thinking back about my grandparents I realize how much I was blessed.
My father’s parents lived in a small little town. As far as I remember they lived in a one bedroom retirement house. It had a small open plan kitchen, a lounge, a short hallway with photos on the wall, a bathroom and a bedroom. Continue reading Thinking back… my father’s parents
Thinking back about my childhood I remember many things.
The first thing I remember of our house is the big, beautiful garden with “secret” passages where we played; and a big variety of trees. There were two apricot trees, one in which the cat got stuck. My mother had to climb up to rescue it and just as my mother got onto the higher branches of the tree to help kitty, kitty jumped off without any trouble.
I remember the sweet smell of blossoms on the peach trees, bees at the vineyard, the big lemon tree, picking pomegranates… We even had a big “money”-tree. The leaves were our currency and for us money really grew on the tree. Continue reading Thinking back… peaceful thoughts