Most of you already know that my mother passed away in early 2009. October 27 last year, on the occasion of her birthday, we had a very simple celebration to remember her by. That day was the day I baked my very first batch of red velvet cupcakes. Everyone in the family loved this new thing. Little did I know that those cupcakes would change the course of my life in the coming year.
After I gave boxed red velvet cupcakes as presents last Christmas, my family and friends were quite impressed that they began urging me to start a home-based cupcake business. I was hesitant of course...I didn't have the confidence nor the skill to bake for people other than my family. My sister in-law gave me a needed push by handing me my very first cake order. That was around January. Since then, I've gotten 24 more...first from just friends, then from friends of friends, and on few occasions, from someone I didn't even know. Not bad.
My confidence level is still low though. I tend to look at photos of other people's cakes and then frown upon mine. There is certainly still so much more to learn and improve on. What keeps me going is the belief that home-baking is always best. And even if my cakes and cupcakes do not look as professional as those from the bake shops, the homemade goodness does speak for itself.
It was not a coincidence that this all started on my mother's birthday. She's still watching my back...from up there. I will forever be her little girl.
I know that she's pleased that after years and years of searching for what I wanted to do with my life, it certainly looks like I finally found it.
The cake's for you, mom. I love you. Thank you for watching over me.