Yesterday’s shower was a wonderful afternoon with almost 60 people excited to celebrate such a perfect couple.
And because I am crazy love them both, I offered to bake for the event. Of course the restaurant has dessert, but there is something about homemade desserts that make people feel happy and loved.
Yes, that’s right, I baked for 60 people. It was a lot of time, a lot of work, and a lot of butter, but it was worth it. Seeing people’s eyes widen as I brought out plate after plate of assorted bite-sized treats was really something.
This actually gave me the confidence I needed to start thinking about my pipe dream future in the world of baking.
It’s not something I bring up on the blog because, well, I’ve never considered it a real option. But why not? People take risks and figure out a way to combine passion and work all the time. Why should I be any different?
Up until now I was afraid.
Afraid I would fail. Afraid that my friends have only been kind to complement my baking in the past. Afraid that the one talent I believe I have isn’t really that special. Afraid of turning something I love into work and then hate. Afraid of not making enough money. Afraid I don’t have it in me to succeed in something that is really hard.
Up until now, I’ve followed a safe road. The biggest risk I took was leaving investment banking for a finance job at a start-up company. Ironically, my former employer crumbled a few months later.
But the start-up has done well and I’ve been there almost four years.
So maybe it’s time I reach a little further. Explore an unfamiliar world where cookies are a dime a dozen. Where it takes something pretty special to stand out.
And maybe I can be that special.
And maybe my talent is real.
And maybe a little fear never hurt anyone.
Because that is what will push me, what will motivate me to succeed.