These past days, I’ve been busy. I haven’t been keeping up with my blog because I’ve decided to start my own business while I wait for a “real” job to come calling. When I say “real”, it just means that it’s a job that pays the monthly bills. I figured that I had nothing more to loose. Luckily, it was just a few hundred dollars out of my pocket for the initial start-up cost. So far, the hardest part in this journey is figuring out what type of business I wanted to have. I figured out what my passions are but my ideas to have them come into full fruition requires knowledge of the subject area, money and connections. Although, I can use the internet to get the knowledge, I don’t have the latter two. So instead of satisfying my passions in life, I asked myself what I enjoyed doing that I was really good at. The answer to this led to the creation of my business. My husband joked that I won’t be making money. I agreed . He was probably right. I told him that my business wasn’t there to make money for us to benefit but it was there to make a difference in someone’s’ life instead. I figured that if I made a difference in one person’s life than none at all, that’s good enough for me.