We each have one. I’ve attempted to rewrite mine a few times looking for THE thing that was mine – a particular area of expertise, one area in my life at which I excelled; a solid reason for being here. My purpose, if you will.
Some folks simply know it right from the first breath that fills their lungs. Others re-purpose themselves as frequently as they do laundry. I’m a being somewhere in the middle – chipping away, chipping away, like mining for that THING that I can call mine. It’s been pretty dim down in the hole at times.
I know being a story teller of sorts is part of my thing. I don’t know if it drew me to writing, being a journalism major in college and minoring in English. That crazy word thing I got hung up on in high school and even earlier seemed to call to me. Of course, a lot of what words are about is the emotion behind an event, a person. A connection to someone or something.
Being a wordsmith, stringing words along to connect me to you, is what’s going on here. In the larger context of where I'm headed, what excites me is sharing stories about cheese makers. Each has one. Each cheese has one.
From earth to grass to animal to milk to human to cheese, and to human again, there is a fascinating, dynamic interaction between environment and the end product. This is a story to share. And when the cheese is cut and wrapped and eaten and enjoyed there begins a new story. I love that something so “simple”, so pure can become something that one shares with others at pivotal moments in life.
I’m so glad I found cheese.
Originally Posted April 19, 2012 on The Little Bleu Cheese Shop Web Site