Christine’s big (soap) adventure: Episode 3

Editor’s note: To celebrate Emmet Street Creations’ first anniversary, we’re reposting the series Christine wrote detailing her journey to bring Emmet Street Creations to life. Enjoy!

After the success of my Christmas gift giving, I was inspired to learn more about soap making and building upon the skills I had learned. For two years, I learned everything I could about making melt and pour soap. I tried different techniques and molds, colors and scents.

I searched for pictures of soap online like some people search for porn. In those searches, I ran across pictures of beautiful soaps made using the cold process method of soap making. I was intrigued, but scared. Cold process soaps are made using lye. Lye dissolves skin. Lye blinds people. Make one mistake with lye and it could be your last. So I admired those soaps and soap makers, but only from a distance.

A new chapter begins

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In December of 2011, my mother’s health declined further and in June of 2012, she passed away. During those months, I didn’t think about or make soap. There were more important things going on.

For several months after my mother’s death, I struggled to discover who I was. My identity for the last seven years had been “My Mother’s Caregiver.” I had adjusted my work schedule to have Friday off for “Mom Day.” Now that I didn’t have to keep Friday free for Mom’s appointments or errand running, I didn’t know what to do with myself during my free time.

I didn’t know what to do with the space in my brain that was no longer taken up with worry about her. But, I knew that I didn’t want to fill that space with worries about something else, so I turned back to soap. I figured it would be good to have a hobby. I started making melt and pour soaps again but quickly became bored with the process and wanted to challenge myself.