It’s really difficult to come back from some of the crazy, curve ball black eyes we get in life sometimes.
Throughout most of my life, I was able to bounce back from just about anything. I never worried, I didn’t ever second guess myself.
I was always positive that the “next thing”, that proverbial opening door after the one that closes, was going to be even better than the last.
I went to college to pursue my dream of working with animals. Afterward, I got my first job at a zoo, and then a month later 9/11 happened and both of my full time jobs disappeared.
I moved back to my childhood home, head hung low and fighting off some serious depression over watching my dream go down the drain… then picked myself up and used my skills and interest in web development to get some work with an SEO company.
A year later, they dissolved my position and the owner told me that she thought I should go out on my own. So I did.
I mean, why not? My father was self-employed most of his life, my mother had done the same, so why not me?
After a few years I landed my best client ever, Darren Rowse of ProBlogger. I worked with him for many years, and wouldn’t trade a second of it. I met so many amazing people, many of whom I call friends to this day. I left ProBlogger for Blog World Expo, and then fast forward to November 2011 and I was unemployed.
One would’ve thought that I could’ve just picked up some new work and that would’ve been it. I mean, I’d worked with Live Nation on a project for Coty and Madonna. I’d worked with Kraft Foods on several projects of theirs. But every job I sought out wanted me to move across country for their startup and way too little pay, much less any security.
Then my only grandparent passed away, and two weeks later? I was pregnant.
Talk about an emotional roller coaster! I had desperately wanted my whole life to become a Mommy. But what the hell? No job, losing my Gram, and NOW?
Don’t get me wrong… I was ecstatic. But I say this with 100% certainty – being pregnant and subsequently giving birth to a perfect, healthy baby girl is what kept me alive.
See, I’ve always tended to identify myself heavily by what I do for a living. I wanted to be a zookeeper since I was 5, and when I finally did it, I was “there”. But at this point with not having any work coming in and after nearly 600 resumes, not getting anything… I was thoroughly depressed.
I tried to focus on my art. It was one thing that has always brought me immense pleasure and joy… that sense of accomplishment. I still do spend as much time with my art as possible, though having a wee one who’s learning to walk makes it somewhat difficult these days! :)
I did eventually get a job, back in August. I love it. I’m helping people create 6-figure incomes for themselves using some really amazing tools. It’s such a joy to get the emails from people who were on the verge of homelessness and are now using our software to build their businesses and care for their families.
But to be absolutely honest – as much as I love what I’m doing, and I really don’t have any plans of leaving my job anytime soon, part of me still misses being self-employed, and wishes there were a way to sustain my family on an artist’s income. Not happenin’, man. Not in this economy.
So I guess what I’m saying is that I’m no stranger to re-inventing myself. In fact, I think I’m pretty damn good at it by now. And I want to help people, be it to re-invent themselves, get inspired, or care for their families, or discover their inner child’s audacity to get what they want.
I think it’s time I get to working on something I’ve had in my head for a while. I want to put some stuff together to help people… what’s sticking with me is time, but I’m going to simply have to figure it out. I do know one thing, though. I need to come here and write more.
“The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing.”
~ Walt Disney
I promise, during my own re-invention, the following:
- Everything you read here, from this point forward, will be part of a bigger story. It will be authentic, no mincing of words, sheer honesty from yours truly.
- My aim in everything I do will be to help people. Sure, I’m going to make some money along the way, but my goal is to help others, be it one at a time, or en masse.
- I will acknowledge both failures and successes, and share them with you. Hopefully we can all glean a lesson from everything.
So yes… this post was inspired. This post was something I needed to get out. And now, it’s time to move forward. Come with me?