I went to a Daymond John Seminar last week and learned a lot. I purchased Daymond’s book, “The Power of Broke” and also learned a lot more. I’m not going into the methods of entrepreneurship in this blog because I want you all to know where this seminar took me after 52 years of living. I’ve lived and amazing life. I’ve had lots of highs, and I’ve had lots of lows. They have all taught me valuable lessons of life. But this one lesson I’d like to share with the younger generation that I just didn’t get. I want you all to get it before you all get my age and look back and say.. dang… I didn’t even get it. So here it is.. And it’s free!!

When my Mom died, I was immediately responsible for our house. I was cooking, helping Daddy, and taking on the cooking duties and all those “missing Mommie” duties. After school, Military, then kids. So there was no time for me to live out any dreams of mine. Really I didn’t have any dreams because they all died with my Mom. I didn’t know anyone who lived a great life or anyone that was a Mentor who I could mimic and grow to be like in a small town. I didn’t know “rich” people. My Uncle in Jersey was “rich” to me. He was the one who showed me a different way of life. I then had “dreams” for “my children”. Hear what I say.. “my children”, not me. I made sure I took them to the million dollar neighborhoods to show them where they could live. Made sure they knew about all the luxury cars “they” could have, and the lifestyle “they” could live. I took them on shopping sprees and vacations to show them how “they” could live. I went to college so “they” could go.

Do y’all see where I’m going with this? I lived my life so “they” could live “their” dreams. I didn’t have dreams. My dreams died when my Mom died. I didn’t have any dreams. I never saw myself living “that” life because I was too busy trying to build it for my children. I was too busy working my ass off to enjoy my life, but I made sure “they” would enjoy theirs.

This is what “we” aren’t taught in the rural communities. We aren’t taught wealth. We aren’t taught credit. We weren’t taught investing. We were taught to work, and to take care of everyone else. Then we get 52 and realize. OH YEAH. now I got it. But the good thing about it, I did make sure my children have it. Now it’s time for me to create a dream and try to live it. It’s never too late to live a dream. So if you don’t have one, if you don’t have a goal, get at least one. Aim for that one, and once you reach it, create another one and keep going!

As Always…I’m Back!

The Real Mommie Teresa