Last week, a friend encouraged me, for at least the second time, to write about my experiences and my lessons learned while working my whole life in my family’s business. For those who may not know, I started working alongside my father when I was ten or eleven years old, helping him pack and ship shoes to customers.
As I grew, I worked after school for several years during high school and when home on breaks away from college. I graduated from college on Saturday and Monday morning I was at work where I always knew I wanted to be, working for my mother and father in our wholesale women’s shoe company. I never worked anywhere else for a day in my life for the next 33 and a half years. And never wanted to.