What Makes Entrepreneurship Hard

The ups and downs…

As an entrepreneur there are days when the wins are big and the losses feel even more devastating. I know that this is just the beginning but to tell you the honest truth I’m scared sh*tless. I’m scared of failing. I’m scared of the losses that can happen. I’m scared I will make a mistake that might affect many lives. I’m scared I will be laughed at when I’m left penniless and bankrupt. Today was one of those days where I felt utterly discouraged. Mainly because we didn’t get into the accelerator program that I so wished we would have.

Yes there are so many factors at hand that bring success to a business. Some say it’s luck, some say it’s blood, sweat and tears. I would say it’s probably a combination of both. I don’t necessarily believe in luck, I believe in faith. Each day I wake up, I need to believe in faith that God will carry me through to the next step. I need to believe in faith that what I’m doing will bring about change. I need to believe in faith that there is a reason and a purpose for what I’m trying to do.

Then my lovely husband reminds me of the wins that I have had. It’s a win that I have a home and a bed that I sleep in every night (there are thousands out there without one). It’s a win that my husband comes home everyday (there are wives who’s husbands are on duty somewhere and don’t have that privilege). It’s a win that I have friends and family that love me. The list goes on. Every little thing I take for granted is a big win.

Then there are the little wins I DO need to document. For example we’ve been praying for mentors, people that have traveled this road before us to give us guidance. Just two days ago we got an invitation from Freeset to go and visit and learn from their social enterprise in Kolkatta. There’s also a boutique in the D.C. area that’s interested in our blanket designs. These small wins are reminding me that God is slowly opening some doors and closing others. I need to remind myself that I’m at his mercy. He’s in the driver’s seat. Not me.