Taking time off has never been my strong suit when working a job. I don’t remember ever calling in sick unless I really was too sick to work. “Responsible” is my middle name. I was raised to own my responsibilities and to do them regardless of my desire to do them. Work was always as enjoyable as play, and it shows in my daily routine. My father and mother are both “workaholics” and spend more time doing what they need to do than doing what they want to do. Maybe what they need to do has translated into what they want to do.
I remember as a child listening to my parents talk about the business they owned together. They would speak of the employees, financial issues, new products, finances, success they were having, failures, and all the things business owners discuss. I loved listening in on those conversations. To me they were fun and interesting and a cool way for my parents to connect. I watched as my parents would communicate and seemed to be most kind to each other and most aligned when they spoke about business. This, of course, gave me the idea that I needed to marry a man who I could do this with also. I wanted to be just like them and have those cool things to talk about, and that topic of connection with my husband.
True to form I married a man who owns his own business and runs his own show. It has not always been easy, or what I thought it would be, and we have taken many blows from the burden of being business owners. But I have always been grateful that my husband understood the complexities of business and the power of being an euntrepenuer. It was such an important part of my childhood that I don’t think I could have related well to a 9-5 man.
In my love for business and creation, I have had many setbacks. I have spent a lot of time learning how to balance work, family and fun. It has not been an easy curiculum for me. Focus on one topic for hours, days and weeks at a time is more my style. So when I decided to take a break, I took a big break!
I’ve spent the last several months playing, stydying, recuperating and enjoying some much needed time in repose. I’ve called it my sebbatical. I have beeing learning, but most of it has been through experience which is the femine process of growth. The masculine form of book study has always been my favorite form of learning, but this past year I have allowed myself the process of