Suz replaced the broken teapot with a sweet little earthenware teapot. It was kind of her to do, and she felt it was the right thing to do.

The new pot is small, Suz fretted that she had bought me a one person pot. A pot for one that one would serve to remind me of my aloneness.

Although it is a little pot it holds almost 3 cups worth, or 2 mugs, that makes it a pot to use with friends. I can’t help but look at it and be reminded of being alone, mostly due to Suz’s expressed concern that it should not do that.

Dear are the friends who tried to console and help did just that but not without the odd ‘clunker‘. I love Suz and the little pot, happy to be clunked with caring.