I’m going to get real here.
There’s no recipe today.
No sweet treat.
No savory delight.
No comfort food.
Just some real pour-my-heart-out words.
Why do we blog? Well, I don’t know about you, but I blog because it is my passion. It is in my soul. ‘How can blogging be in my soul?’ you ask. It isn’t the blog, per say. It’s not the editing of pictures of the same cupcake in 25 different views and lighting ideas. It’s not the sometimes excruciatingly painful task of putting words together when you can hardly even keep your eyes open. But the content of what I blog about – the food.
When I am in the kitchen, there is something inside of me that just clicks. My heart lights up. My soul is happy. Nothing can go wrong – well, I take that back. A lot of things go wrong in the kitchen. But the thing is… it just doesn’t matter, because nothing can crack my happiness in the kitchen.
There are only a few other things in this world that I put on a pedestal as high as cooking, food, and this blog. One of them is my marriage. My marriage to the love of my life. The woman I am madly in love with and have been since the day I met her. My best friend. My partner in crime. There’s not much in this world that I would ever put in front of her. We have always been so strong. Rock solid. Nothing could break us.
But then I found my passion. Cooking has come into my life and changed it for the better. For almost 14 years, I battled a very unhealthy relationship with food. So to have found this passion… I can honestly say that my newfound love for baking has saved my life. But on my way there, I may have left my best friend on the sidelines. And the realization that I have done so has left me heart-broken. The idea that my biggest passion has become my wife’s biggest nightmare just breaks me.
Let’s just say that this last week has looked very similar to Julie & Julia’s many fight scenes between Julie and her husband. I’m watching the flick right now, and the similarities between Julie & Eric and Mama Hen & my Mrs. are just uncanny and has been hitting me right in the heart the whole way through.
How do we find the balance? Many, if not most, of us bloggers work a 9-5 (sometimes plus some). On top of that, many of us are moms, wives, and homemakers… ew, that’s an old-fashioned term, but it’s the only one I can think of at the moment. After all that real life stuff, it’s not like we can just whip a blog post right up. It’s not just an hour in the kitchen, crafting table, garden, etc. It’s that hour, plus another hour or so of editing pictures and picking the perfect snapshots that will capture the heart and soul you have put into your creation. And then the words. I’m not a writer. I cook. These words don’t come naturally. So it’s work.
Where do we come up with the extra time to spend with our families when it’s the art that keeps us alive? I don’t mean to say that I don’t have a passion for my family and the time we spend together. That is a completely separate passion. Cooking and blogging is one thing that I have for myself. And without it, I do feel empty.
So the balance. First of all – do not give up yourself. Whatever it is that makes your heart sing. Don’t give that up. It will only kill you. But don’t forget your family. Don’t forget those people in your lives that truly matter. Without them and without their support, who are you going to share your passions with? I don’t know about you guys, but I cook for my family and my loved ones. If I was just cooking for myself – for one, I’d be fat. For two – it just wouldn’t mean anything to me. I have to learn to make time. Find time. I’m not really sure how, but I have to figure it out.
I still don’t have the balancing act down. I’m not sure I’ll ever really get it. But I’ll take any advice you’ve got! In this past week, I’ve learned that I need cooking, baking, and this blog to keep me going. To keep me alive. I haven’t quite gotten back to it. But I’m going to. Soon, I hope!
These are my two loves. They are my world. I don’t know what I would do without either one of them. My boy keeps my laughing. He keeps me grounded. My Wifey – well, she’s my rock. I’ve been high and low and everywhere in between. But through it all, she’s been there. She’s shown me what it really feels like to be loved unconditionally. I will be forever grateful for her sacrifices she has made in order to let me live out my passions.
I would love to know how you manage to balance your home and work life with the things you love to do for yourself!!