Oh my gosh. We are HOME!! Like actually home, in our own house, sitting on our couch with our boys ever so closely snuggled by our side, the fire place is lit, I’ve got a mug of tea just a hand grab away, and the Christmas Tree is still doing its charming thang. It feels so right.Read More
If you follow along on Instagram (@ryliecakesgf), you know I made a promise to share more about my 2019 goals, plans, dreams, and resolutions as soon as I was able to put my doodles and chicken scratch into real words that humans could read. So here I am, doing just that.
2018 was a very trying year for me. For the first time in my life I didn’t have the opportunity to define myself by my accomplishments. The 30 years leading up to 2018 I most definitely defined myself by the things I did: Valedictorian, Senior Class President, graduated Magna Cum Laude, opened my own bakery at 24, Founder, Owner, Head Pastry Chef… I always had something up my sleeve because up until I closed the bakery, I went non-stop, 24/7 to be the best I could be for everyone else.
In 2018, I had no job, no income, and no title. I had no way to define myself and for the first time in my life, I felt extremely lost. What was I meant to do with my life? Who was I meant to be? What did I love to do? What did I want to do with my spare time? What was I doing to fit into society’s view of me? What was I doing to please others around me? What brought me joy? What stressed me out? The questions lingered throughout the year and I spent countless hours - really, the entire freaking year - trying to figure them out.