Parents, I am told, are wired to worry. I guess it should not have been a surprise that my mom was worried about me leaving a ‘steady’ job. Though, I do not agree that a wall street job is any kind of steady. Of course, my mom was coming from a good place. A place where she wants her daughter to be happy, successful and not struggle. I knew she was worried not just because I will no longer get a paycheck every two weeks, but because of her own experiences owning a business.
My parents were my first example of entrepreneurs. In fact, in my entire, extended, family, I am the only one that went the ‘corporate route’. There are many reasons why. But one of them is the struggle that I saw all of them go through. The ups and downs. I remember thinking that I never wanted to own my own business. I just wanted to work hard in a place where meritocracy was valued and be rewarded for it. And that I did. But it wasn’t enough. I think I hid behind the fear of failing in my own business because, I did not want to go through all the pain that my parents did. This is what I think my mom was most worried about.
The problem with hiding is that you are always found. When I was 9 years old, I saw a business opportunity. The fruits and vegetables that are delivered to my whole town in Mexico, are delivered on my street very early in the morning. Nothing was opened at that hour, so the delivery men had no food or coffee. I started selling ‘tortas’ and juice, and coffee at 5am every Saturday morning. I was 9, my nanny did most of the work, and when my mom found out, she shut us down. It took me a long time to rediscover this 9 year old girl.
I love the story of Eric Liddell, whose sister questioned his purpose in life. His response: “I believe God made me for a purpose, but He also made me fast. And when I run I feel His pleasure.”
I asked my mom to please stop worrying. That I needed her to be supportive and tell me everything was going to be great. That’s the great thing about parents, they listen. She’s been sending countdown text messages.
In a few years, I’ll see how this all turns out. But regardless of the outcome, I know, I’ll feel God’s pleasure.