You could say I was minding my own business. I found myself, again, as a bridesmaid for a dear friend. Day by day, I said, "yes" to more responsibilities. Could I consult on hair and make up? I'd love to. Go to bridals to make you feel at ease? Of course. Sing with the best man at the ceremony? I'm honored. Assume the job of florist? I've worked with flowers before. Do the bride's and bridesmaids' hair? I did have a little sister. Answer all of the venue coordinator's questions? Who better. Who better?
The answer to that question came from another dear friend and fellow bridesmaid. All weekend long she compared me to the amazing wedding company she had hired the year before to put on her $40,000 wedding. By the time I sat down at the reception table, her husband and several of our friends were writing my business plan. From every angle, it only made sense. Who else has 15 years of "amateur"experience as a 30-year-old, coordinating, singing and bridesmaiding in a total of over 100 weddings?!
To them it was obvious and even simple. To me, it was frightening.
Sure I have lots of experience. And maybe creativity is one of my stronger suits. Afterall, I do pride myself on managing large groups and lots of details without the slightest bit of stress. But could I do it?
Well, here's to a risky little move. All the evidence suggests that I'm made for this. So, until my heart believes what my mind already knows, I will rush head-long into this adventure. Fully aware that I am throwing my soul into a business full of erratic emotions, high stress and family tension, I'm leaping. Leaping into pleasant surprises, beautiful brides and romantic stories and all that goes with them.
Come with me.
