Updated: Mar 8
It's 0045hrs on the 1st August and it is officially my ‘Day 1, Week 1’ of being self employed and taking on my business full time.
I am 38yrs old (eye roll), a single parent and I have worked for the same organisation for 20 years. Coaching and self-development training was initially part of my work which then evolved into something outside of work.
The more I learnt, the more clients I had the more I knew that I wanted to do this every day. I had found my passion and I knew that I wanted to make a living from it, some day.
I didn’t have a set deadline, I didn’t have any set plans or timescales just ‘the future’
When I found out I was being made redundant I was initially pretty blasé about it. I shrugged my shoulders and said “that’s cool ill work something out”. What I didn’t know was how horrible the process is, how emotive it is when you have worked for the same people for so long. Every year of my adult life has been with the same organisation, it’s been more than just a job, it’s been my extended family and my stability in times of personal change.
Needless to say, the last few months have been tough. I had to work my notice period but at the same time had to evolve the business a little quicker than I had anticipated, look for potential work opportunities and all of this had to be done around the 40hr working week and a training schedule that is prepping me for a national competition next week. (yes, next week!)
But here we are, 1st August and I have survived. It’s now 1am and I am sitting at the laptop with the feeling of excitement that the future is now in my hands. I won’t lie, I still don’t know exactly what the future looks like, but then who does!
What I do know is that I have already lined up some amazing opportunities working in partnership with people who really want to make a difference in people’s lives and I have some great coaching clients who I love working with. I have a head buzzing with ideas and a bunch of people offering support, advice or tea, cake and a sympathetic ear followed by a slap on the back and a ‘come on girl you got this’
What more does a girl need?!
I have risen from the ashes, and I am ready to be the best version of me.