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Cooking School,  Diary

The Speed of Dreams is Surreal

You know that feeling of an intense dream that involved more people, places, and action scenes than seemingly possible?  Like, a dream my youngest told me, which involved our neighbors, our immediate family and some distant relatives-all fleeing for their lives-if it wasn’t the ground breaking open from an earthquake, then it was the vicious prey animals chasing them down.  At this point of an impossible scenario, you realize you’re dreaming and you try to wake yourself up. With a a quick gasp of breath and heart pounding you open your eyes only to see that just a few minutes have passed since you first closed your eyes.

Sometimes it seems as if time slows down in real life and speeds up in the dream world.

Just the same, my dream to go to culinary school slowly tortured me everyday making my heart ache with every year gone by.  Being a mother, wife, and career professional, it seemed as though there would never be a “right” time to fulfill this desire of mine.  If I waited until all of my four kids were done with secondary school, I would be 47 and still feel some guilt for pursuing my own goals.  Could I wait to fulfill this bucket list experience?

No!  I decided after visiting my 5th culinary school to take the leap, with a faith- filled heart, and signed up for the San Francisco Cooking School.  Every class is as if being in a dream…when it ends you feel as though you’ve done so many things that you never imagined possible in that amount of time.  When living your dream, magic happens and the seemingly impossible suddenly feels tangible!

My name is Emely Hernandez, I am following my dream to cook and mission to help others. As a home visiting nurse, I saw many first time moms who did not know how to cook and this worried me because if they could not feed themselves nutritious meals, what were they going to feed their baby? I am striving to make an impact in my community, whether by cooking a nourishing meal for the homeless or teaching a new mother how to cook and feed her family. This has led me to finally attend cooking school at the San Francisco Cooking School.

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