Today, I delivered my third wedding cake. I worked on it all week and it was a hit! My first wedding cake was for my son's wedding. We had to transport it from SC to Memphis. It turned out great. My second wedding cake was for a friend. On the day we delivered it, we returned home to change clothes, grab a bite, and return to the reception because they wanted me to cut the cake. As we are about to leave, I received a phone call that changed my life. My aunt was calling to tell me my mom had died. She took her life. Needless, to say, I was in shock. That was in 2015. I could not make a cake after that for a very long time, especially a wedding cake. So, the good news is this week I made my third wedding cake! God is good and there is always hope!
Congratulations! It is a wonderful thing that you can once again find joy in something you truly love to do. I’m sure your journey has been a difficult one-welcome back to baking!
Aww, Pamalam, your message made me cry. I am so sorry for your shocking loss. Happy you can once again enjoy baking and decorating.
wow what a great achievement for you — so very sorry about your mom — congratulations on moving forward with helping create a momentous occasion for the happy couple as well as a wonderful personal accomplishment for you! 
My mom died last summer and I completely understand. It took several months before I could bake again. And I am still struggling ...I seem to have lost my touch. But I am so thankful that she was at my house last summer and got to see me do a wedding cake before she died. She loved watching me decorate and had not seen me do a wedding cake. I'm so glad your cake turned out well!
I feel for you ladies. I lost my mother last summer. I had the opposite reaction, though. My mother worked in a bakery many, many years ago. She'd still make free wedding cakes, and 1st birthday cakes for family members, and was really good at what she did. Last summer, I promised my wife and a friend that I'd make cakes for them even though I'd never made a layer cake before. Of course, my mom was the first person I went to for help. She showed me how to build them... pipe the buttercream dams, stack the layers, and frost them. It was a lot of fun. It was the last thing we did together because she passed a week and a half later. I had never intended on making anything other than those two cakes, but I've stuck with it. I really enjoy creating new recipes and learning new skills. I give away nearly everything that I make... mostly to family and friends for their birthdays and special events.
sweet sweet memories with your lovely mom, thatcakedude
and cutiger — more sweet sweet memories — give yourself plenty of time — it will all come back to you and more
my little mom passed many years ago, sniff— but I remember the first cake I did after that — my heart really wasn’t in it but I did a butter pecan with a rum splash for a pot luck at work — I think mom sprinkled some spooffle dust on it or something because it was especially remarkably irresistible — thanks mom
Oh Pamalam thank you for sharing your story! Definitely bittersweet - you can add my tears to this as well! But congrats to you for doing it!!
Both my parents have passed and my Dad was my best cake-tester! I wonder every time I make something new how much he would love it - and I got my skill set from my Mom, so I know she adds a little something to everything I do too. (Like K8!) I hope you can find comfort in doing things you like to do Pamalam - I do!
Let's all raise a cookie or 3 as a toast!
with love,
T
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