>My oldest daughter turned 12 yrs old yesterday.
I had a hard time with that. Not only do I have to accept that she’s growing up, but that so much time has gone by. Time that I’ve wasted off and on when I shouldn’t. My daughter is almost a teenager, which means she’s that much closer to an adult. AUGH.
And I can’t show her unless I make the decision to do so.
I made a cake for her birthday. I started it at 9:30pm the night before. I thought I had a cake mix to use so I wasn’t stressing about it – yes, I left it to last minute. It ended up I didn’t have a cake mix. So I had to do the one thing I hate to do.
Make a homemade birthday cake.
Now – don’t shake your head at me. I can make MANY things homemade and they are delicious. Cake – not so much. I’ve NEVER made a cake that turned out. NEVER.
But I made the cake. And my middle daughter decorated it – that was her gift to her sister – she made a specatuclar horse design. We all loved it. But … I went out and bought a second cake – JUST IN CASE.
Where’s the light bulb moment right?
Here it is.
I didn’t trust myself enough. I gave up too easily. I bought a second cake, took away from the awesomeness of the real cake all because I seconded guessed myself. I didn’t think I could actually make a cake that would turn out.
And guess what? IT DID. It tasted better than the store bought.
I realized that I’ve done this, not only with my baking (and that’s a huge deal) but also with my writing. I have works in progress that I’ve given up on because I didn’t think I could do them. I didn’t think I could write the story that needed to be written – I gave up. I gave in. I allowed my fear to overcome my passion.
Don’t do this. Please.
Today is a new day. And it’s a day where I’m not giving in to fear. Of anything. My passion will always be first and foremost. In everything.
What about you?