Finding Joy & Memories in the Kitchen
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Today, as I was making sourdough, I found myself reflecting on the things in my life that bring me joy and comfort. I don’t plan my blog posts out ahead of time—I simply write about whatever I’m doing or thinking about in the moment. And there’s something about kneading dough that always puts me in a reflective mood.
My thinking chair. A family treasure passed down to me.
Breadmaking always reminds me of Mariam, the kind woman and dear friend who first taught me how to make sourdough. She patiently walked me through the process and shared that first sourdough starter with me, a gift that keeps giving. Thank you, Mariam!
Crock, Bread Whisk and Counter Broom.
As I knead and shape the dough, I think of the well-loved crock bowl where my dough rises. It was a gift from my sister-in-law, who found it at an auction—a favorite pastime of hers. Every time I use it, I’m reminded of her thoughtfulness and her knack for finding treasures.
A treasure found at Wildcat Creek Emporium, Stanberry, MO
My kitchen is filled with items like this—things that are practical yet deeply meaningful because of the memories and people attached to them. There’s my copper tea kettle, which I bought from one of my favorite little shops, Wildcat Creek Emporium. That shop isn’t just a place to find unique items; it’s also where I’ve made new friends over the year. Then there’s my antique rocking chair—my “thinking chair.” It’s a piece that has been passed down through my family, holding not just memories but the stories of those who came before me. And my antique iron bed, which I’ve had since grade school, has moved with me through life’s seasons, always offering a familiar place of comfort.
My Favorite Cookbook with many dog eared pages.
It’s amazing how objects, though seemingly ordinary, can carry so much meaning. They remind us of loved ones, of places we’ve been, and of moments that shaped us. But as I think about the joy these things bring me, I’m also mindful of how quickly they can be lost.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about the people in California who have lost everything in the fires. The thought of losing these cherished items is heartbreaking, but I know the real pain is in the memories tied to them. It’s the crock your sister-in-law gave you, the chair that cradled generations, or the bed that’s been with you since childhood. These aren’t just objects; they’re pieces of our lives.
With me since childhood. It has been many different colors.
And yet, in the face of loss, I’m constantly amazed at the resilience of people. I’ve seen friends rebuild their lives, creating new homes filled with new treasures, even as they carry the grief of what’s gone. It reminds me to hold my favorite things a little closer and to appreciate not just their presence, but the people and stories they represent.
Today, I’m filled with gratitude—for the things I love, for the memories they carry, and for the people who make life rich. And I’m inspired to pay it forward, whether that’s helping someone rebuild after a loss or simply sharing a moment of kindness.
Next time I’m using my tea kettle or sitting in my rocking chair, I’ll take a moment to appreciate the memories they hold and to think of ways I can offer comfort to others. I encourage you to do the same. Because the true treasure in life isn’t the things themselves, but the connections and stories they represent.
Supporting Fire Victims in California
If you’re moved to help those who have lost so much in the recent fires, consider supporting organizations like the Red Cross, which provides immediate relief, or Habitat for Humanity, which helps families rebuild their homes. Local food banks and community organizations are also excellent ways to give back directly. Donations of funds, supplies, or your time can make a meaningful difference for those starting over. Even a small gesture, like writing a note of encouragement or sharing resources, can help remind someone they’re not alone.
Link to Red Cross
Links to some of my favorite things pictures above:
Favorite Cook Book: Prairie Kitchen Cookbook
