Remembering special moments [ESP-ENG]

Saludos amigos de Hive y en especial esta linda comunidad Cinnamon Cup Coffee. Una vez más tengo la oportunidad de estar nuevamente con todos ustedes, amantes del café. Aunque tenía algunos meses sin publicar sobre nuestra bebida favorita. En esta oportunidad quisiera compartir con ustedes no solo una taza de café, sino que deseo hablarles acerca de un hermoso recuerdo que me vino a mi mente mientras disfrutaba de un delicioso café hecho en casa.

Hace algunos meses estando en mi casa, como de costumbre toda las mañanas me preparo mi taza de café muy rico, y me siento a disfrutar del café, en ese momento me quedé pensando cuando de pronto siento una nostalgia y deseo de llorar, mientras tomaba mi café me viene a mi mente recuerdos de mi abuela, ella no podía vivir sin su café.

Greetings friends of Hive and especially this nice community Cinnamon Cup Coffee. Once again I have the opportunity to be with all of you coffee lovers again. Although I had some months without posting about our favorite beverage. In this opportunity I would like to share with you not only a cup of coffee, but I want to tell you about a beautiful memory that came to my mind while enjoying a delicious homemade coffee.

A few months ago while I was at home, as usual every morning I prepare my cup of delicious coffee, and I sit down to enjoy my coffee, at that moment I was thinking when suddenly I feel a nostalgia and desire to cry, while I was drinking my coffee memories of my grandmother came to my mind, she could not live without her coffee.

Lamentablemente hace algunos meses falleció y lamento no haber estado con ella en sus últimos días se me hizo difícil poder estar allá. Pero no les vengo hablar de su muerte sino de recordar momentos felices.

Siempre considere a mi abuela como una mujer emprendedora y luchadora, a pesar de su vejez y de sus dolores de huesos, no podía quedarse tranquila, hubo momentos que cuando no había nadie que le preparara su café ella misma lo hacía aunque luego recibiera un regaño.

Sadly, a few months ago she passed away and I regret not having been with her in her last days, it was difficult for me to be there. But I am not here to talk about her death but to remember happy moments.

I always considered my grandmother to be an enterprising and hardworking woman, despite her old age and her bone pains, she could not stay quiet, there were times when there was no one to prepare her coffee, she did it herself, even if she was scolded.

Recuerdo que todo el que la visitaba le ofrecía una taza de café y si no había preparado lo mandaba a hacer solo para darle a la visita, tanto así que los vecinos cuando querían tomar café iban y la visitaban sabían que les ofrecería café y ella muy feliz porque le encantaba hablar más que un loro ja ja así poco a poco se fue ganando el cariño y el aprecio de las personas por su amabilidad y amor de ser gentil con las personas.

Mientras tomaba mi café me quede pensando en todo el cariño que mi abuela se había ganado solo por compartir una taza de café con el vecino, el amigo, el conocido, los nietos y todo el que iba no le negaba su café, ni su amistad solo compartir y ser feliz en ese momento.

I remember that everyone who visited her offered her a cup of coffee and if she had not prepared it she would send it to be made just to give to the visitor, so much so that the neighbors when they wanted to have coffee went and visited her they knew that she would offer them coffee and she was very happy because she loved to talk more than a parrot ha ha so little by little she was gaining the affection and appreciation of the people for her kindness and love of being gentle with people.

While I was drinking my coffee I kept thinking about all the love that my grandmother had earned just for sharing a cup of coffee with the neighbor, the friend, the acquaintance, the grandchildren and everyone who went there did not deny her coffee, nor her friendship, just sharing and being happy at that moment.

Me puse a pensar en ella y aun me parece mentira que ya no esté en esta tierra, la recuerdo como si estuviera viva. La veo riendo, hablando y mandándome a que le prepare su café ya que por su vejez no podía preparárselo ella misma y aunque el café le afectaba a su salud no le prestaba atención a eso, y se molestaba cuando no le dábamos el café.

El café me hizo recordar a mi abuela, esos pequeños momentos que reíamos con sus bromas. Aunque ya no está en persona me siento feliz porque aun en mi corazón están sus recuerdos lindos y más porque cuando tomo mi café su recuerdo viene a mi memoria y por eso disfruto mucho mas un rico café.

I started to think about her and it still seems unbelievable that she is no longer on this earth, I remember her as if she were alive. I see her laughing, talking and sending me to prepare her coffee, because due to her old age she could not prepare it herself and even though coffee affected her health she did not pay attention to that, and she got upset when we did not give her coffee.

Coffee made me remember my grandmother, those little moments when we laughed with her jokes. Although she is no longer in person I feel happy because even in my heart are her beautiful memories and more because when I drink my coffee her memory comes to my mind and that's why I enjoy much more a delicious coffee.

Esto ha sido todo mis amigos de Hive espero y sea de su agrado. No hay mejor bebida para pasar un momento agradable que una taza de café.

This has been all my Hive friends, I hope you enjoy it. There is no better drink to spend a pleasant moment than a cup of coffee.