It has been one hard week and it's only Wednesday. It seems like the world has finally started to notice LL. We are now in Florida stores and working our way to Cali. We even picked up some guy in Canada that wants to see our lures so now we can say we are in another country! Doors are continueing to open, Louisiana and Texas large tackle stores are now carrying the great "croaker". But that is not the hard part.
We are now at the uphill climb.. No longer coasting, we are digging our heals into the ground and making the climb, one foot infront of the other. Blood, sweat and tears.. I am now there. This is the trying time that I have heard about, but the best part about that is, the success stories I have heard them from. Nothing good ever comes easy right? Well that is just what I have to keep in my head so I don't go bonkers making the upward climb.
My husband, who I believe was born an entreprenuer pushes forward day after day and sometimes I have to take a step back and admire him. I realize that I myself was not born this way but I am making the plunge and have literally given everything to be a part of this adventure.
My faith is strong and prayer even stronger, so I am leaving it there. I know there is a plan and this may be the calm before the storm, the cleanse before the abundant blessings, the complete test to make sure we are prepared and deserving of what is about to come.
But how long can we climb uphill is the question?
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