Smashing The Surface

A close girlfriend of mine, who I’ve actually never met in real life (Shout out to you, Katherine at Designing The Row), messaged me today and blew my socks off. Basically she slapped me in the face with: You’re barely scratching the surface with who you are online.

I’m not revealing anything to you except that I love entrepreneurship, how you can do it with me, and the freedom that comes with running your own online business (you get it.. I get to stay home with my babies and travel with my hubby for his career!). The end. That doesn’t tell you who I am or my heart behind what I do.

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I never went to a single career fair in college. Never put together a real resume (other than a rinkydink one for a part time job). And I never planned on ever going to a single interview for a real j.o.b. I knew I was going to work for myself after my first semester of freshman year.

I was a computer science engineering student and in huge classrooms filled with guys and MAYBE two other girls. I don’t want to get into the whole gender BS. Long story short, I was the only girl in a month long group project. I was sitting in the hallway doing homework one day and I overheard a classmate talking to another engineering student say, “We have this one girl in our group who is so freaking stupid…”

I will say that almost 50% of my classmates had failed out at this point so I knew that I wasn’t stupid. But I also knew how I left class feeling every.single.day: inadequate, lower than low, and like the last one picked on the playground. I asked myself if I wanted to surround myself with this crap from 8-5 every single day for the next 30 years. HAIL TO THE NAW!!!

I finished college (minus one class, sorry mom, I swear I’ll go back and take it eventually.. maybe.) for the growth and experience and I guess to reconnect with a high school friend and my now husband!

I started an online business during Senior Year, 4 years ago, for two main reasons plus a few sprinkles on top that came along the way to remind me this is my calling.

Why I started adulthood as my own CEO:

1. I wanted to create an income stream that was bigger than what I’d earn at an 8-5 corporate job.

Most people bring home their salary paycheck that pays the bills, covers gas and groceries with very little left over for saving, investing, vacations, student loans or paying off other debt. I had bigger dreams than paying the bills with my finances.

2. I wanted to start growing and making an impact immediately.

We aren’t promised tomorrow or where we will be career wise 4 years from now so I wanted to “do something about it” right then.

I dreamt of continually growing each year so that I can leave a legacy to my children and start making an impact in others’ lives who don’t have roofs over their heads, are victims of abuse, or who’s only worry is if they’re going to get to eat that day.

Hearing about children being abused routinely, literally freezing to death because they don’t have proper coats, drinking muddy water and knowing their little bellies are so so hungry makes my chest hurt. So what am I going to do about it? Work harder to give more.

Sprinkles on top:

1. I found out I was pregnant with my daughter. I didn’t expect this news so soon but I was over the moon that I had a virtual business that I could work part time and from home. She was in my lap nursing or close beside me in her swing when I was on client calls for the first year of motherhood! A new “why” for why I do what I do.

2. I started teaching others how to work virtually for themselves, build a legacy and do something about it! It’s amazing to accomplish something for yourself, your family, and others but to help someone else experience all the freedoms and to see their joy from the impact they’re able to make... THAT. That is the most fulfilling. An add on “why” along the way for why I do what I do.

Here’s to going deeper than scratching the surface. I adore you guys! Thank you for your community and support.

A few ministries that save kids’ lives literally and spiritually:

2ndmilk.org

pittsburghkidsfoundation.org