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Love What You Do

April 1st marks one year that I gave notice to my corporate type job and April 15th signifies my last day at it.  I worked this job for 6 years and while I am very grateful for many aspects of it, I have not been happier since leaving it.

May marks 2 years of owning my own business and this is what I left my last job for; I took one of those leaps of faith we often hear of others doing.  I left the security of a set amount of hours to in turn receive a set amount of pay, vacation and sick time, very nice benefits, and while I understand the value in those components of adulthood, I haven't missed it once.
I wake up every day happy and eager to begin tasks and with a fiery passion for the work I put my name on.  My business is growing and consistent and I feel like the decade worth of work I put in throughout my whole 20s led me to this point.  It's like it was all meant to get here.

There are scary moments and trying times yes, yet I honest to God have not regretted my choice to become a full time entrepreneur once.  Even when brief glimpses of doubt appear, I quickly snap into the moment and recognize how grateful I am.  It is beyond refreshing to wake up excited to start the day's work.

I hope to keep growing both as a person and as a business.  I hope I never stop learning and thriving for my next goal.  I've said since providing my resignation to my last job with one hand raised above the other: "I'm scared to this level but I'm enthusiastic to this level and as long as enthusiasm is above fear on the barometer I'm good."  I still stand by this.

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