Describe one simple thing you do that brings joy to your life.

There are many, but I love making bread.

I love making sourdough in particular, because it combines so many things I care about. Creativity, tradition, and nurturing. There’s something grounding about working with my hands, shaping the dough, and watching it come to life. It’s deeply satisfying.

I also feel like it almost connects me to something older, like I’m part of a long line of women who baked with love and patience. Feeding my starter and baking each loaf feels like a small, meaningful ritual. It’s not just about bread, it’s about creating something real for the people I love.

I’m also a person who goes 100mph and I can easily be all over the place, so I like how it’s a slow and steady paced thing. It calms me down and keeps me focused 🤍

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