A little over three years ago, I walked away from a great career at a top notch company. It was the hardest decision I have ever had to make and took over six months just to say the words, "I'm done." As soon as I made up my mind, I literally felt clarity. It was like the clouds cleared my vision, even though I didn't really know what direction I was traveling.
When I walked out of my manager's office upon giving my notice, I literally felt an inch taller. The hammer that had been pounding down on me all this time, slowly pushing me further and further into a tiny wedged hole, all of the sudden just... stopped.
Then; on my first day of non-employment, I spent the day wandering around the mall. I didn't know what to do with myself. I wasn't bored. I wasn't uninterested. I was just kind of lost.
Items and stores that would grab my attention in the past just seemed to blend into the background. Eventually, I found myself in one of my favorite stores, Pottery Barn. I wandered. I looked. I sat on the comfy couches and thought about how I might like one someday when we got a new house. And before I left, I stopped in front of the candles and potpourri.
So grown up with his almost-as-big-as-him backpack.
So like anyone else in my position would do, I bought a package of potpourri. I bought a $20 package of ocean scented potpourri! What the hell!
This now brings me to today. I feel a little like that day over three years ago, right now.
At 8:45am, my husband and I walked our son into his first day of kindergarten.
He was up first thing this morning, didn't complain about taking a shower, and had his backpack on before even putting on shoes or a jacket. He even let me comb his hair a little. As we approached the front entrance to his school, he was pulling on us, leading us down the hallway to his classroom. He walked into that classroom like he owned it. Before you knew it, his backpack was hanging in his cubby and he had found his seat to began working on his first worksheet. I tried taking a photo, but he wouldn't look up at me.
And it was then I knew... He had arrived. It was his world. It was time to let him start it.
I held the tears in until reaching the car. I allowed myself a few moments to cry tears of happiness as I drove back home.
But what now? I walked into the house.... kind of lost like that first day of non-employment. This isn't just his opportunity. It's mine too.
For three years I've been juggling business and Bradley. Bradley and business. I've been keeping him occupied whether that be daycare, preschool or playdates. Three days a week, it was preschool. Two days a week, it was playdates and juggling business in between. This past month, he was out of school completely- this was tough. I gave him the official title of door-holder for when carrying in deliveries. I tried keeping business and Bradley separate. By the end of August, I let it go. He started helping me find house numbers and remembering neighborhoods. He sometimes drug his feet, but we made it to today.
Now, he's in school five days a week. I literally have every single day of the work week to do just that. WORK!
This is freaking awesome!!!
I know there's still going to be a lot of juggling, but having more hours in the week to focus on work is only going to make First & Bloom that much stronger. I can't spill the beans yet, but times are changing. Just like family life evolving, so is my business.
Stay tuned for more excitement over the coming months... and thank you for supporting and encouraging me on this journey.