Every year on January 21 & 22 Poland celebrates Grandmother’s Day and Grandfather’s Day. It is celebrated with handmade cards called laurki, flowers and cake.
This is my grandma & grandpa on my dad’s side: Władysław & Władysława.
They passed away when I was 13 but I still remember the smell of their home. Mixture of garlic, cabbage and freshly baked bread. They had 6 children (5 boys!) so there was always something cooking in the kitchen, and there was never enough. Grandma did all the cooking, and there was no shortcuts… everything made from scratch. I don’t know how she did it. She had a garden behind the house with some veggies and herbs. Grandpa tended to the chickens and pigs. They were always doing something.
This is some of the grandchildren, before we all spread to all winds of the worlds, that’s me in the way back 🙂
Thinking of them warms my heart and brings tears to my eyes, that I can’t see them any more. But sometimes, when there is just the right amount of spice in the air, my house smells like that too, and then, I close my eyes and I feel like I’m there again.
Happy Grandma’s and Grandpa’s Day! You will always be in my heart.
