How is everybody doing?
It’s an odd time for the whole world, most certainly one for the books. I must admit, when I start to dwell on the significant impact this will have, my chest tightens and the panic begins to swell. I don’t want to live there, I won’t allow myself to go down that rabbit hole. And so, I find comfort in the familiar. The safe. The reminiscent of better days. That includes something as simple as baking.
I must admit, I’ve been doing a lot of baking these days. Like an obscene amount. I think it’s the comforting scents that bring me back to childhood. Whether that be the sweet smell of cinnamon and apples or the luring aroma of baked cookies, they all take me back to my Oma’s kitchen. I can clearly see her fussing around the oven with her apron on, humming an upbeat tune. Those were good days. Everything was right and I never knew the dangers this world could hold.
Despite everything that is going on, I know how incredibly blessed I am. I live in an area where the air is clean and the ocean is never that far away. I don’t know whether it’s the soothing sound of the sea as the waves lap onto the beach, or the bite from the salt air, I can’t help but feel hopeful better days are around the corner. I long to explore this area that I call home. My favourite places will be there when all this is done. For now, all I can do is day dream and wait.
xx Katt
