greetings to this beautiful community this week something very curious happened to me, I was able to buy oatmeal, well in my time we called it guaquer, in my childhood and adolescence it was a dish that we went crazy to consume.
At that time it was easy to buy, at least here in Cuba is not common today to consume it is something difficult because it is not a food in the markets and its price much less.
But it filled me with joy because it made me go back to my childhood, I bought it right away but now I was missing the milk, another very necessary product but not easy to acquire in these times.
I did my best to buy it because it was really worth it to go back to my childhood memories.
I was very happy to invite my brothers and sisters, because my mother used to call us to the table at breakfast time and sometimes it was even a lunch dish.
After we all consumed it, we liked it and we lived memories of when we watched my mom to catch the bottom that was left in the pan, but I was left with doubts, I was not satisfied, I felt that something was missing, the next day I went back to make it and I had all the same products but I didn't know what my mom made.
So I sat down and thought about it, just something came to my mind, of course, that dish only lacked my mother's hands.
I realized that mother's love, that essence that they put in everything they do for their children, was what was missing and all I had was longing.
That is why I learned and I tell everyone to enjoy moms when they are alive, we become all-encompassing and in many cases we overwhelm our children, but that protection is what we miss when our mothers are not there.
value it take care of them because in their absence we will miss everything as my mom used to say, eat what is made with the ingredients it has and with an extra one that I put today I discovered that it was her love.
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Ayy mi amor no sabes cuanto disfruté tu post porque habló el corazón, esa sensación de ausencia la vivimos mucho, pero es una bendición tener dentro de nosotros los sabores,los olores y toda la sabiduría de nuestras madres. Descanso eterno para ellas.
Oh, you made me cry, what a tender post ❤️ 😢
It is beautiful to want to try to make a dish that takes us back to childhood, there are flavors that are kept in our hearts forever and when we can feel them again, they transport us to those beautiful years ❤️
The secret ingredient was her love, I died with that phrase and that what was missing in your dish was your mommy's hands, it was beautiful and touches the heart of anyone who reads it ✨
I loved your post! May God rest her soul.
thanks to you for reading it and it really is like that but the nice thing is that it has been dead for more than 20 years and I'm still homesick.
Wow, what a beautiful post. At first I thought it was a superficial story that only talked about your purchase of oats, but I have understood everything you say here and it has touched my heart, because it comes directly from yours ❤️ I am happy with the importance you have given to this humble dish and also that you found itAfter so much time and you have the initiative to invite your siblings, it is very noble of you... Regarding the secret ingredient, you couldn't have said it better, there will never be meals like the ones mom prepares, that is unique in the world. Thank you very much for your contribution to our community, it has really been a pleasure to read you 🙏
gracias a usted por leerlo realmente las mamis y papis son eseciales al menos en mi vida,gracias nuevamente por leerlo
Your post reminded me of my childhood when I used to jump crazily for oatmeal. Still it is one of my favorites. I am crazy to eat it.
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I am very pleased that you have read the post and I am also very fond of oatmeal.
Solo puedo agregar un par de palabras, las manos de nuestras madres tienen la magia de poder curar y hacer sentir alegría a nuestras almas, cuando hagas otra vez tu preparación , cierra los ojos, piensa en ese momento que nos relatas y veras como el sabor aparecerá mágicamente 😊 , mis bendiciones ✨
gracias asi es sentimos hasta su olor aunque ya no estén presente al menos me sucede
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Seguimos sus pasos , llevamos su energías y creamos muestra propia magia , se que mis hijos recordarán cada pequeño detalle que les he compartido, de hecho mi legado está en mi blog en sus corazones ☺️
You are absolutely right @zorili91. Moms are hyper amazing. The length of their love can certainly not be measured, and that's why we should never joke with them. I never love oat meal though, I never enjoyed it the few times my mom prepared it and I don't think I will ever prepare it on my own. But still, that does not dispute the fact that mom's food is always special. It was nice reading through @zorili91
gracias a usted por dedicarle su tiempo a la lectura