Ever since I was in high school I wanted to have a bakery. It was always there, in the back of my mind, but than life happened. I got married. I had 2 daughters. I got divorced and went to work in the family real estate business. My sister and I bought the company from my parents 23 years ago. I became a Realtor. I married again and added two more amazing daughters to my life. There has never been a day that I dreaded coming to work. I love working with my sister. I love the Realtors that work with us. I am thankful for my life. BUT, there was something missing. My dream was still there. I often thought about how I would do it but never thought I could make it happen. I'll do it when I'm older... One day I woke up and realized - I'm older. I decided it was now or never. I started my research and figured out there was room in our office building I could use. My sister agreed and gave me the green light. I slowly, and sometimes painfully, moved forward with all the rules and regulations and hoops you need to jump through to open a small business that serves food. I had no idea! 10 months later, and with the endless help of friends that believe in me, I passed my final inspection and I am getting ready to open the door to my dream. I am excited. I am incredibly happy. I am scared to death. I cannot wait to meet everyone and share a little piece of my dream with all of you. I want my little bakery/coffee shop to be a happy place. A place where you walk inside and feel good. A place that feels like dreams really do come true.. Who knows what the future holds but I feel like at least I will no longer have to wonder what it would be like to live my dream. Here's to the beginning of a new chapter in my life. I think it's going to be a good one.