In Utah, over 12 years ago, my business was going gang busters!
I had finally hit my stride.
I led groups of photographers and helped them to grow their business. I would connect them with other people in our industry and guide them toward success.
Speaking around the country at conferences and events became a regular schedule for me. People were coming to my workshops and signing up to coach with me.
I had finally figured out how to manage my business life and family life and how to integrate the two.
Clients were paying me what I had dreamed of being paid.
My studio had moved out of my house and into a beautiful downtown location.
Partnering with other photographers we created a workshop that sold out in under two minutes. And then sold out again each time we launched them after that.
I felt like I was on top of the world in all areas of my life.
Money was coming in and I was having an incredible time with my clients.
My team and I were working together to delight and surprise our clients and it was so fun!
…we got the opportunity to move to South Carolina!
Feeling ready for more adventure and risk and new experiences we were all for it!
We packed up our family and made the trek across the country to a state I had only been to one other time in my life.
We were full of anticipation and possibility.
after living in SC for a few years, I was discouraged.
I had tried everything I could think of to grow my business.
No matter what I did, I was still not getting the results I wanted.
I dreaded waking up in the morning because I felt like it was going to be another depressing day.
My kids were in school all day so I wanted to see more return on my all day time investment than I was experiencing.
Not knowing where to turn, I kept doing the things I had been doing.
I had income from the kits I made for photographers still coming in but it wasn’t enough for our family income.
We needed more and we were falling behind on our bills every month.
I was feeling pretty desperate.
I experienced a pretty intense bashing/hater/harassment from another photographer that furthered my depressing state of affairs.
We needed for me to make money but it just wasn’t happening.
Out of frustration and discouragement I started spending too much time on Facebook.
Which made things even worse.
And then I did something I had never done before…
I’ll tell you what I did tomorrow!
To taking risks,