I am so glad to have stumbled upon your Substack! It’s been so fun that you and I seem to pop into each other’s life at random, and I could not have loved your words and sentiment more. Can’t wait to read more.
So beautiful, Kaitlin! And so incredibly relatable. “Home was now a place of tugging, needing, crying, rocking, squealing, holding, wiping, prodding, spreading, wanting, waiting, feeding, repeating.”
Read it once and listened to it once for the full effect! ❤️🏡
I am so glad to have stumbled upon your Substack! It’s been so fun that you and I seem to pop into each other’s life at random, and I could not have loved your words and sentiment more. Can’t wait to read more.
This was wonderful ❤️
just lovely.
What a beautiful image of how your idea of home and yourself changes.
Thank you for bringing us in, Kaitlin. You have such a gift for that.
Also, that song "Home" from the musical B&B is a killer. *sob*
Beautiful, Kaitlin! I just love how you wove the repeating lines through, with new nuance each time ❤️
Stunning writing, as always. You capture the push and pull of motherhood, of being an artist, of “home” so beautifully, friend. Your words are a gift.
So beautiful, Kaitlin! And so incredibly relatable. “Home was now a place of tugging, needing, crying, rocking, squealing, holding, wiping, prodding, spreading, wanting, waiting, feeding, repeating.”
Read it once and listened to it once for the full effect! ❤️🏡
This is beautiful, Kaitlin. Such vivid scenes.