Dear Kirstie, your substack is an act of kindness in itself. I love your idea. I love that you place it in
contexts of pain, of woundedness, of reaching out from that place to comfort and nourish someone else. The miracle of warm bread on your doorstep. Beautiful. Kind. Kin. Gathering in. Thank you.
Dear Carolyn, thank you! Your comment captures exactly what I was trying to touch on; and the way in which another’s kindness can spur us on. Gareth’s bread was what made me sit down and write: which in turn is another kind of mending.
Dear Kirstie, your substack is an act of kindness in itself. I love your idea. I love that you place it in
contexts of pain, of woundedness, of reaching out from that place to comfort and nourish someone else. The miracle of warm bread on your doorstep. Beautiful. Kind. Kin. Gathering in. Thank you.
Dear Carolyn, thank you! Your comment captures exactly what I was trying to touch on; and the way in which another’s kindness can spur us on. Gareth’s bread was what made me sit down and write: which in turn is another kind of mending.
On a good day, the world is a warm loaf of bread. Lovely words and watercolour, Kirstie.
So true. Thank you for taking the time to read my work ✨.