Hi,
everyone I hope this wintery confusing weather has got none of you by surprise … to me it feels like a
normal Cape Town winter.
Today’s topic on my blog will
be the start up of my company. The excitement is overshadowed at this point by
the fate of wanting this to be a success and being terrified that this idea
wont work out the way I have planned or dreamt it to be.
I am 21 years old and I have this unbelievable
drive and motivation to get where I want to be, to become a successful business
woman … I Have a 10 year plan
and in these ten years I hope to be self sufficient in every aspect, don’t get me wrong I do want
to get married and have children …but I don’t expect my Husband to be the soul or only bread
winner. I am a strong believer in equality, I was brought up that way, and I
have kept that mind set.
My
business will be small but operational by the beginning of July; I will be
starting off with hiring beverage dispensers and fondue sets as well as the
organization of children’s birthday parties. Closer to the start of this new venture I will
post the website on my blog for everyone to look at as well as post it on
Facebook.
As
I see it in the past woman were not as fortunate to pursue their passion at the
same extent as men were. The opportunities that are present in this day and age
are limitless and I want to make sure that I use the initiave to be happy. Not
for money but to know I have worked my way to where I want to be and know I
have paved my way to get there.
This
might be a long post but I need to highlight a few things. People often try and
throw it in my face that my dad has his own company and that therefore it is
easier for me. There is a huge difference between being spoilt and being a
daddy’s girl.
My
dad has never spoon fed me …ever… I have always had to
find out how to do things on my own, from changing my tyres on my car to
building my own bed, hanging my own pictures on my wall. I even got my license
without him knowing about it. My car broke down at work and I had to make my
own arrangements all he did was call and asked if I came right. Trust me there were countless amount of times
where I wanted to cry because I did not understand why he wouldn’t just help me like
other Dads do for their little girls.
Looking
back I know why, I am capable of doing so much on my own, I don’t have to call for help
and I have become very independent because of this and more than often its to
thank my parents and the way the I was brought up.
I
know I can be difficult but I am actually writing this post to say thank you,
thank you Mom and Dad for your continued love and support through all my life
decisions and for making my upbringing in such a way that my mind set is always
positive and always driven in every circumstance.
