The Hard Years

There was a point where I almost quit.

The first few years were rough. Growth was slow, money was tight, and I worried constantly about whether I’d be able to make ends meet. I received feedback that wasn’t always easy to hear, but people were kind — not because the work was perfect, but because they saw that I was honest and genuinely trying to improve.

What kept me going was knowing how much time, effort, and heart I had already put into this. I didn’t want to walk away knowing I hadn’t truly given it my all.

So I stuck with it. I learned. I got better.