Be vulnerable

It seems like there aren’t many passion pursuers out there anymore.  People who are just going for it.  Whatever “it” is.  And not because it’s practical or safe, but because it feels right and it’s fulfilling.  Maybe it’s the fear of looking like a fool and what the fall could do to your soul.  That sure was one thing stopping me.

After deciding to take the apprenticeship, I knew there was a chance that I’d fall out of love with baking.  I was worried that the romance of it all would soon be lost in the routine.  Hi, I’m Jenn and I don’t usually like routine (there, I admitted it). This was different though. The early mornings didn’t bother me. I looked forward to being up before the sun, tying my apron, the smells, working with my hands, the finished product, and EATING such delicious art. I’ve found something special.

My last day at the bakery took me by surprise. I spent most of the morning trying to fight back the full spectrum of emotions that came my way. How did I even take the leap? What would life be like when I got back home to my Mr. and loved ones? Would Lakeland even take me in? But most of all, I was sad to leave my little bakery family and just as excited to begin something of my own. And, that’s when it happened. One moment I was cleaning the mixer and the next I had lost all control of my tears (I mean waterworks, people)! My coworkers saw me in a way I barely let my husband. It was then that I realized how important it is to allow yourself to be vulnerable. It’s in those authentic moments that you discover your true self.

2014 was a year of rediscovery for me and I owe it all to being vulnerable. Which is why it seems appropriate to name my bakery……….*drum roll*…… Born & Bread!

2015 is going to be a fantastic year. I’m so looking forward to feeding all of you!

Moral of the story: If you want to be anything other than what you are right now, admit it dammit, and chase YOUR dreams.


"It's not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the person who is in the arena. Whose face is marred with dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly ... who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly ..."  Theodore Roosevelt