The weight on my legs were becoming unbearable, the hot sun was literally melting me…but I kept on pushing… I must sell at least quarter of these “THRIFT WEARS”
I am someone that hate idling away… My husband never wanted me to sell anything, he wanted to be the sole provider in the home, which is not bad in a way, but from my upbringing, it is bad.
I have legs, I have hands… that I am a woman does not stop me from assisting the home. It was thong of war before my husband understood my plight and allowed me to have my way… he reluctantly did because his business was kind of failing and needed help.
I knew the business to venture into, I have dreamt about it, I’m fully aware of the height I wish to get to in that business…but right before me, I was struck with a strong question… Where do I start from? How do I begin?
It’s true that the journey of a thousand miles start with a step.. I wanted to be big…yes, I wanted to be associated with success… Yes, but I have to start.
Breaking down my dream was not easy for me because of the picture I have already… but if I must succeed and if the world must hear my story… I must break it down.
I started hawking “THRIFT WEARS” I bought from Gatankowa Market.
If I was only carrying the clothes I bought from there, it would have not been stressful…but I was hawking under the hot sun, carrying my baby at my back…his weight was too much, but in the journey of success… One must be willing to give his or her all.
The first day, second day… Few weeks… I got a space by the road side at Egbeda market just to spread little mat and market my thrift.
It all sound simple now, but the shame I had to face, the pain I had to endure…including my child. My consolation daily then was that…never has a day gone by without me smiling home with gain that I made, not matter how little…
The fulfilment of having something doing never allowed me to feel much of the pain that comes with the struggle.
I was saving the little I was making… I had an important goal… ” I MUST GET MY OWN SHOP”…few weeks down my struggle line, I got a shop.
Praise God… I can no longer be pusured by the hot sun… the rain will no longer force me out of the road…buyers can always come back to buy from me knowing that I have a permanent address now… my baby can now sit and play while my back can rest enjoying the cool breeze of nature.
It struck again… the government decided to bulldoze shops and expand the road… Where have I gotten it wrong, I was trying to settle down abit just to enjoy what it means to a strong entrepreneur, just to enjoy the smiles that leaves my husband’s face each time I assist in my little capacity… just when I became comfortable, my whole world came crashing and crumbling down on me.
We were asked to leave…no compensation, no sympathy… I walked home feeling dejected, defeated, never wanted to raise my head again.
My husband tried to console me, he encouraged me to keep on pushing because at that time, he has started dreaming my dream with me… he now understands my dream and had to support me… You know the saying that, you have to be ready and willing to walk alone with your dream before others join you… If your family people don’t understand you and your dream is genuine… Keep at it… Yeah, this was exactly what happened to me.
But I was tired of pusuring my dream…how can what I built over the year got shattered in a day… Life of a true is unfair.
I decided to stop, I lost the will to keep on pushing, I lost the zeal to stand up again… but for someone that is productive…staying at home doing nothing can be stressful .
Gradually, I started spending my gain…weeks passed by… I was still angry… but for how long, I was troubled, I became handicapped.
OK, it’s time to try one more time, it’s time to try again… I told my husband who encouraged me but this time, we decided to get a shop first… It became a “we” thing because he now buys into my dream…he worked tirelessly till he got one.
I got a shop… a befitting one at that.
Did I face challenges.. Yes, did I get discouraged… Yes, did I feel like giving up… Oh yes, was I able to stand again… Yes, was my long-term goals accomplished… Yes
My shop became a place where male wears sits everyday…
For every business you desire to venture into, there must be challenges… It’s not a curse, but it must come… but remember that as you walk through these challenges, you are only going to walk out stronger than the way you were when you walked in.
The journey of a thousand miles start with an honest step… Decide…break it down and pursue your dream, now that you still have strength and passion for it.