Coming Back to the Kitchen: Finding Healing in a New Season
It’s been a long time since I’ve shown up here —or even shown up in my own kitchen in the ways I used to. For years, cooking and baking were such an effortless extension of who I was. They grounded me, fueled me, and brought me so much joy. But as life got heavier and more complicated, that part of me slowly went quiet, and honestly, I could only manage my basics (like homemade granola). Maple & Cinnamon Granola The last several years have been some of the hardest I’ve ever walked through. Moving (from a family home—the one I had known my whole life.) An unexpected kinship placement. Running a ministry full of beautiful, but heavy stories. Navigating marriage, kids, homeschooling, chaos, hardship, crisis, and the weight of everyone’s needs while stuffing down my own and not making adequate space for real soul care, because it didn't seem possible. When you live in survival mode, you don’t realize how much you’re holding until it all finally catches up. This past year, it did....

