the orders kept coming
I didn’t believe in myself at first.
I knew my baking was good, but I wasn’t sure I was good enough to turn it into something bigger.
But the orders kept coming. Different people ordered my cakes, and complete strangers sent messages telling me how much they loved what I had made.
Eventually, I couldn’t really ignore it anymore. People weren’t just being nice. They genuinely loved my baking.
The confidence came slowly.
