Thoughout life many wise people have told me "Everything happens for a reason."
I believe them, completely in fact. I think in life a lot of stuff goes down
and ultimately it all happened to you for a reason. One day after talking to
people, I was lead to realize my passion for cheese. It started with always
asking for an extra slice on my cheeseburger, or extra on my pizza, or maybe just
always grabbing cheese when shopping for groceries, but it turned into deeper things.
Things like going to cheese.com regularly, or constantly telling people about the
glories of cheese. Eventually on all of my papers I turned in at school cheese
was found somewhere on it, this caused some turmoil between teachers and several
classmates. Eventually I was known as 'cheese.' These marks on paper soon moved to
chalkboards and whiteboards everywhere I went. Keep your eyes open and you might
notice at a school near you. Schools all over Michigan, Wisconsin, and Minnesota
were marked with presicion. One day I met another person lik me, and after minimal
search I realized there are a lot of people here and everywhere with the same heartfelt
passion as me. To those people I nod my head, and that was how it was. Now I see it
as something more, those people and I were meant to be together, meant to share
our stories, our feelings, our pictures. So I have given people the opportunity,
together with another cheese lover we've made a website dedicated to those like us
who love cheese.. maybe a little too much.