In the thick of the pandemic, when our country was beginning to realize the enormity of the impact that Covid-19 was going to have on our economic system, I was fired without warning from my job. Like most small businesses, the company I worked for was experiencing reductions of work, and my hours were beginning to be reduced, with warnings that the cuts could become drastic. Because of this, I began to explore my options for starting my own business.
Like many people fear of the unknown ruled my choices. I was picking up a few clients, and learning how to operate, but with small, calculated baby steps. I would have probably continued at this snail pace, content with the comfort and some level of security that being employed by a company gave me.
You’re fired. Two words that slammed every door. They turned my fear of the looming hour cuts, into the question, “How am I going to get groceries next week?” I couldn’t crawl anymore. Continuing to inch towards my dreams was not an option. I had to jump. I had to climb and fight my way through the fear of failing. Failure was no longer an option. I was completely in control of my own career for the first time. There was no one determining my days or how I used my time. I had to choose to believe that my dream could be my reality.
October is National Women’s Small Business month, and I will tell you from personal experience, there is nothing small about starting your own business. Each step I have taken over the last four months has been more like a giant leap, but I have come to realize that when you surround yourself with people who believe in you, there is nothing that you can’t accomplish.
You’re fired….two words that seemed to shut ever door, opened up a world of possibilities.