Once upon a time...
When you're young and people ask you what you want to be when you grow up, you don't really give it a second thought. You answer quickly & blurt out something you love doing, or something wacky like a pink sprinkle-toed candyfloss flavoured troll that flies all over the world delivering presents with Santa... something that in reality you're probably never going to do. Because without even realising it, you grow up and realise you need to earn money to pay bills. So that colourful, wild and exciting job you dreamed of as a child... simply goes out the window. You trade your sparkly ideas and creativity for the security of a job - because its easier.
Life will throw you a comfort blanket & tell you to be realistic.
It's up to you whether you listen.
When I was 19 I got offered a job in an office. I thought this was a 'proper' job. Since I was 14 I'd worked my socks off as a cleaner, a waitress, in clothes shops, milkshake shops, hairdressers washing hair and sweeping floors.. and I just thought it was about time I got myself a 'career'. I never went to University and felt like it was my turn to make my parents proud. I’d always loved seeing smartly dressed people walking into Starbucks with their suits on, laptops in hand, ordering their daily flat white. So I was absolutely delighted at the thought of working in an office.
5 years later however, I found myself stuck in a rut. Office life simply was not for me. I had real passion for the job & to cut a long story short I ended up with depression. I could barely leave the house and I was unable unable to work.
As Steve Jobs once said though - 'you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future'. And looking back now... I'm grateful for that depression, because I may never have been brave enough to leave my safe, well-paid job if not.
I began baking. It was a little release from the real world and I loved experimenting with different recipes. I baked personalised cakes for family and friends & couldn’t wait to see their faces light up when I delivered them to their door. I can’t quite put my finger on it but there is a whole different level of satisfaction that comes with making somebody else smile. Even more so when it is someone you love. Slowly but surely my depression shifted and I felt like I had found a purpose again.
5 years down the line and I can honestly say I have found my absolute passion in life. I've built a business from the ground up and absolutely wholeheartedly love what I do. To the point where I can't understand why everyone doesn't want my job! It's not always pretty pink sprinkles & rainbows... and is often quite a lot less glamorous than it sounds... but what could be more dreamy than making celebration cakes for all of those special moments in people's lives?! Being such a memorable part of someone's birthday, wedding, baby shower, retirement, corporate event is a feeling like no other.
So much love and passion goes into not only our cakes, but our traybakes, dessert tables and cupcakes... and I really hope that is strikingly obvious to you as our lovely customer.
If I've learnt anything in life... it's that it is far too short to waste on things that don't feel MAGICAL.
The path I've chosen is not easy… but that’s what makes it so rewarding.
& I don't know much of what the future holds, but I do know that I will be baking cakes for the rest of my life.
Lots of love (and sprinkles),
(The founder, baker, cake decorator, receipe tester, cleaner, delivery driver, market stall holder, and more... here at Build a Bake)