You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?
Did you ever dream that your life would look so much different than it actually was?
Yes, I think that would summarize my life. From a young child I loved art and creativity. I spent hours trying different things- drawing, coloring, painting, collages, and anything that expanded my art knowledge. I dreamed of becoming an artist and using my creativity to better humanity.
But then, in the midst of an art class in college a professor shot jokes in the balloon that was my dream. At 19 I was a compliant kid respecting the authority of a professor with more miles on him.
I changed my degree and pursued everything but what I was designed to do. And yes, even a masters in public administration did not bring the success I hoped to feel. Instead I discovered the deep underbelly of politics in a hospital setting. I was even reminded of how my newly minted degree only stirred the insecurity of those who held the coveted top jobs. And one day God moved in a way that seemed shocking- my job was eliminated.
Deep sigh, and as I gathered myself together I thought my skills and experience were going to land me a job quickly. Uhm, not so! Truth was the economy in 2010-2011 was rough. And hubby lost his job too… we were stressed and stretched deeply.
But there was art to draw on. And we started our business- I painted silk scarves and my hubby began making natural cold process soap. Fast forward and our business is growing. Our work is in multiple shops and galleries around the area, and we are still standing. You can say that the dream I had as a child is now playing out thanks to God’s redirect.
While I spent almost 50 years working for someone else, that kernel of a dream lived on, and now I can say things are better.
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