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If ant first you don't succeed

Chapter 4 A Path Less Travelled

Word Count: 1184    |    Released on: 04/03/2025

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before life's demands had reshaped me into someone I barely recognized. With no job offers in sight, I often found myself lost in the recesses of my mind, revisiting a time when life was entirely different. The family bakery was a place of both comfort and heartache, a bittersweet reminder of what once was. My father had poured his soul into that bakery, and I had followed suit, day after day, with flour-dusted cheeks and dough-stained hands. As the second in command, I had taken on more responsibility than I had ever anticipated, my aspirations taking a backseat to the needs of the family business. The early mornings were a ritual, the comforting aroma of freshly baked bread mingling with the hum of the oven. There

ay a testament to the strength I didn't know I possessed. I remember the day I realized that I had put my life on hold indefinitely. I wa

, yet a constant reminder of the life I had left behind.The bakery itself was a modest establishment, nestled on a bustling street corner, its windows adorned with cheerful displays of pastries and breads. It was a place where the community gathered, where stories were shared over steaming cups of coffee and the c

s a wound that never quite healed, a constant reminder of the fractures within our family. I resented her for it, for the way she seemed to abandon us when we needed her most, for the way she left me to pick up the pieces.Despite the challenges, there were moments of joy, fleeting glimpses of happiness that sustained me. I remember the satisfaction of a perfectly baked loaf, the pride in a display case filled with golden pastries, the camaraderie of working alongside my father, even in his weakened state. Those moments were rare, but they were enough to keep me going, to remind me of why I stayed.Now, whenever I sit in my tiny apartment, walls bedecked with

ht me that life is a series of moments, each one fleeting and precious. It's up to me to decide how I want to

of my own destiny, that I have the power to shape my future. With a deep breath, I resolve to take the first step, to seek out opportunities and embrace the unknown. It won't be easy, but I know that I am capable, that I have the st

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