As if grief, missing Rodney, and starting a new job weren’t enough, I decided it was the perfect time to start something else too—a sourdough starter.
Maybe it sounds a little crazy, but I needed something to focus on. Something that required patience, consistency, and a little bit of faith. Every day I’d feed it, check on it, and hope it was growing, even when it didn’t look like much was happening.
In a strange way, it felt symbolic of where I was in life. Starting over in so many areas, learning as I went, and trying to trust the process.
The sourdough journey has officially begun. I’ll share updates along the way, and we’ll see where it takes me. 🍞✨
JessVsGrief 
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