17/08/2026
I’ve been thinking a lot about growth lately and where the next chapter will take me.
I have big dreams and a clear vision for what I’m building, but I am not in a rush. I move slowly, intentionally and with purpose. Growth can feel quiet while you’re living it—especially when you’re focused on how far you still want to go.
But reflection tells a different story.
My mother made the first investment in me. She watched me cream butter and sugar by hand with a wooden spoon while I baked Christmas cakes for family and friends. She saw how much I loved it and bought me my first mixer—a Sunbeam—to make the work a little easier.
As the orders grew, I eventually outgrew my Sunbeam. One year, I posted the mixer I wanted on my status as a wish. My former boss saw it, remembered it and surprised me that Christmas with my first—and still my only—KitchenAid mixer.
My mentor listened to all my stories, goals and aspirations. He saw the potential in me—sometimes more clearly than I saw it myself—and invested in the commercial equipment the business needed for its next chapter.
Three mixers. Three chapters. Each one marks a different stage of growth—and reminds me that I have not grown alone.
So when the present feels still, I look back at where I started. The evidence is there: I have grown, and I will continue to grow.
The mixers got bigger because the vision did too.
