Sometimes There Won't Be A Song In Your Heart

This print is right outside my bedroom door. I bought it at a local shop here in Nashville a few years ago. I have walked passed it literally thousands of times, but I never REALLY stopped to consider what is says.

This morning, for some reason, it hit me like a ton of bricks.

As you probably know, I’ve run my own business for nearly 5 years now. I love it and I don’t think I could ever go back to being an employee.

But one of the hard parts of being a business owner is that you have to make yourself “show up” every damn day. You don’t have a boss riding you. There is no paycheck that is automatically direct-deposited every two weeks. There are days when you just don’t feel like doing the work.

But here’s the thing. When you show up...I mean really show up, even when you don’t want to, and you do a great job and then get PAID, it feels sooooo amazing.

It’s like a business endorphin rush.

Last night, I stayed up too late, and this morning Roxy was up really early. So I’m short on sleep and quite frankly a little short of motivation.

But I’m pushing myself to get the job done.

There isn’t a song in my heart, but I am singing anyway.

Because that is what #GutsyMamas do.