I Had a Dream — And I’m Building It Again

I had a dream: to be an entrepreneur.

In the beginning, it meant freedom. No boss. No clock. The space to be creative one moment and administrative the next. I imagined flow, flexibility, and fulfillment.

Eventually, I had a business — though it wasn’t fully mine.

The work was fantastic and hard. I created marketing campaigns from scratch. I tracked the books. I built friendships with people I never would’ve met otherwise. I talked to people when I didn’t feel like it. I stood in front of rooms full of strangers to deliver a message — and worried some of them thought I was full of it.

At first, it was our side money. Then it became our main income.

The pressure followed. What I once loved about owning a business started to feel like a burden. I found myself missing the 9-to-5 — where someone told me what to do, and my paycheck came like clockwork as long as I did my part.

And yet… here I am again. Starting over.

This time, it’s fully mine.

It’s exciting — because if something needs to change, I can make that decision right now.
It’s terrifying — because all the decisions start and end with me.

Or so I thought.

Because the truth is: I’m not doing this alone.

I have the best mentor money could buy — except He doesn’t charge a fee. God.
We talk every morning. Throughout the day. I ask Him, “How do I do this?!” and He doesn’t roll His eyes.

His word walks with me.

Psalm 121:7-8 says:
The Lord will keep you from ALL harm –
He will watch over your life;
The Lord will watch over your coming and going
Both now and forevermore.

I also have a community — people who remind me I’m not crazy, who celebrate the tiny wins, and who hand me grace when I feel defeated.

Every dream — every adventure — has its mix of fun and frustration, ease and effort.

As my mom would say,
“If you no go, den you dunno.”

So here I go. Again.

Do you have a dream that’s been nudging you — maybe begging you — to be molded into something real?