Point of No Return
Yesterday, I gave myself an early birthday gift….
I turned in my letter of resignation!
I have to say, I have a lot of emotions running with this one.
I have waited so long for this opportunity and I thought it would be one of the best days of my life. But to tell the truth, I was in shock after I hit that send button. All of a sudden, this adventure became more real than it has ever been.
After the shock wore off, I could feel this small voice inside saying…
“Are you sure you can do this?”
“Are you sure people are going to come?”
“Why are you leaving a job with a stable salary?”
“What are you doing you crazy person!”
After I took a deep breath, I answered my small voice.
Yes, We can do this. We have a great love and passion for this plantation and we are going to do whatever it takes to make this successful. We have a great vision for the years to come. And we know that all the dreaming and planning and research will pay off.
Will people come? How can they not?
What a wonderful plantation full of history and beauty. It only took us one visit to be hooked on it and it will do the same for others that venture to the plantation.
Yes, I have a stable salary, but I don’t have satisfaction in my job. I have worked for over ten years for this corporation. When I hit my ten year mark, my reward was a block of plastic that had the corporation’s brand on it and the words “Ten Years”. My first thought was really? I worked hard, over produced and got this? I can’t give another ten years for another block of plastic. I want my life to mean something. And I know through this venture, it will.
Yes, I am crazy. Crazy about what endless possibilities we have working for ourselves. We make the decisions, we reap the rewards. Our limits are only set by the limits of our imagination and drive. And best of all, there are no blocks of plastic.
And just for the record, my birthday is tomorrow. I will be 47 years old.
No, I am not ashamed of those years. I have earned each and every one of them.