tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post1516443960601870097..comments2024-01-11T18:40:24.112-06:00Comments on Julie Farrar: What My Mother Gave Me: Recipe For A LifeJulie Farrarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08810771028650707072noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-83310557850842897002013-06-04T01:44:23.576-05:002013-06-04T01:44:23.576-05:00impressive hand writting! impressive hand writting! hand painted oil paintinghttp://www.artisoo.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-86109278018011581612013-05-20T09:23:30.174-05:002013-05-20T09:23:30.174-05:00You are very fortunate to have such good memories ...You are very fortunate to have such good memories of your mother. My mother taught me how to be resilient! Murielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07669453005443249990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-48324789871739136832013-05-18T20:29:31.672-05:002013-05-18T20:29:31.672-05:00Julie, this is heartwarming and moving. I think on...Julie, this is heartwarming and moving. I think one of the hardest things for a mother to do is let a child go and the most heartbreaking thing is to lose a child. I have witnessed what you wrote about the rabbit many times but I also witnessed an event that has probably not been seem by even a handful of people around the world. I watched a weasel repeatedly try to raid a mother rabbit's nest until the rabbit appeared to give up and the weasel took every one of her babies. I think this was a fantastic post and a fitting tribute to your mother. Every mother deserves a child like you.authorjimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17337168407634525747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-39571614864122302382013-05-17T18:11:15.176-05:002013-05-17T18:11:15.176-05:00What a lovely post about your mother. My mother l...What a lovely post about your mother. My mother loved to laugh and read and I do too. She loved me enough to let me go when I decided to leave France and come to the US. She loved music of any kind and taught me how to dance including the waltz and the tango. She appreciated gourmet food and good wines and taught me how to appreciate them too. She was very courageous (saved people during the war) but never spoke about it. I already wrote two posts about my mother but stopped at the time she met my father – now I should keep on writing. She was an outstanding mother and I miss her.Vagabondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10774109692564954568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-64328069517596521412013-05-14T22:37:20.138-05:002013-05-14T22:37:20.138-05:00A friend once told me as I was about to go off on ...A friend once told me as I was about to go off on a trip, "You sure know how to live!" I got that from my mom. Many other things, too. Should make a list...Annette Gendlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03006606888883773812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-82089495924878945092013-05-10T17:37:50.145-05:002013-05-10T17:37:50.145-05:00I just wrote a post on Gifts from My Mother. Mom a...I just wrote a post on Gifts from My Mother. Mom and I took a trip which resulted in hearing many of her untold stories. The gift of perseverance, faith, and family love are the most important values Mom passed down through her actions. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07925934256050681032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-65340820945645401352013-05-10T17:17:39.753-05:002013-05-10T17:17:39.753-05:00Oh, Olga. What a great story!
Nadine, she seems t...Oh, Olga. What a great story!<br /><br />Nadine, she seems to have given you the freedom to search for many things in your life. Even at mid-life you haven't stopped questing.<br /><br />Thanks for reading, Janice.Julie Farrarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08810771028650707072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-3704529835993690222013-05-10T13:38:33.186-05:002013-05-10T13:38:33.186-05:00Wonderful post, Julie. I can't even begin to s...Wonderful post, Julie. I can't even begin to say how much I owe my mother; nothing I can ever repay, except paying it forward. An old joke came to mind. A young man said to his mother: "I want to repay you for all you've done for me. How much did you spend on all my clothing and food and tuition?" And she looked at him sadly and said: "When you were a baby, I kissed you little butt a thousand times. Can you repay that?"<br />My recent novel is about mothers and daughters. In a way, it's a tribute to my mother and a thank you. Ironically, she can't read it. She doesn't read English.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-27428733323632120842013-05-10T11:45:19.527-05:002013-05-10T11:45:19.527-05:00Thanks for a great post (as always). I love the ma...Thanks for a great post (as always). I love the mama bunny story!<br /><br />I left home when I was 18, and I think I was prepared to do so because of what my mother gave me. I knew how to cook, clean, pay bills, and manage a bank account. <br /><br />I grew up in a home that was openminded about religion and spirituality, so I felt comfortable to embark on a search that would lead me from one end of the spectrum to another, finally settling on Judaism, without fear of being criticized or ostracized.<br /><br />As my mother ages, I realize that she also gave me my tenacity and persistence, two of the qualities I value most in myself.<br /><br />When I became a stepmom at age 46, I gained even more appreciation for all that my mom did for me. My stepkids don't communicate with their mother, and I'm sad that they didn't get the many gifts that I did. All I can do now is my best to pass those gifts along to them.Nadine Feldmanhttp://nadinefeldman.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-32659772999537448282013-05-10T10:12:24.801-05:002013-05-10T10:12:24.801-05:00How sweet and thoughtful. That spice cake with cre...How sweet and thoughtful. That spice cake with cream cheese frosting would become a holiday favorite for me....always reminding me of Mom. The bunnies are cute, too. Thanks for this touching post.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com