It Started with a Smile

Well, actually it started with taffy, and the smile came later. Three years ago, I had a great idea for starting a small, homemade taffy business. It came to me one morning while I sat watching Good Morning America, and holding my new born son. I was still in "baby bliss", but the rest of my world was crashing down around me. My husband of nine years had recently, and suddenly decided to leave our happy, little family. So, there I was, alone, with a new baby, a four and a seven-year-old, a lot of bills, and a house about to go into foreclosure. The taffy idea came to me with a glow around it, like a message from above. It was a way out, and I desperately needed a way out. Most days I felt like I was walking through marshmallows, and my small business idea gave me hope. A lot has happened in the past three years, and I still have hope...it just has a different face. Griffin is three now, and is having trouble communicating. He is most likely somewhere on the Autism spectrum, but he hasn't been officially diagnosed. A few weeks ago, he drew a smiley-face with a crayon on his bedroom wall. I didn't get mad. I did a happy dance instead. It was like a little window had opened up, for him, and for me. Now I am on a new path; starting a new business venture, all because of that little smile. I still might do the taffy thing someday, but this idea has my heart. I saw the glow, but this time I heard the singing, too. :)

Quote of the day - If you're going through hell, keep going. - Winston Churchill