“If you do what you love you’ll never work a day in your life.”
Well I get it, but I can’t say I totally agree. Work is work. Work is hard. I’ve washed more dishes, mopped more floors and picked up more crumbs in the last four years of owning a tea shop than I had all my previous years combined. Sometime the actual work of stocking shelves or toting heavy boxes leaves me sore and exhausted, having no doubt I’ve put in a full day of actual work.
But, there is something…
There is something different about my tea shop work. At first I thought maybe it was the clean-page start of a new business or the satisfaction of reaching a goal and just getting the doors open. But time proved it was more deep-seated than that. I’ll save you my long, introspective, thought process and just tell you what I figured out.
I love doing small things with great love.
Most of my guests probably won’t notice the extra time and attention put into every detail of my shop, but I think (or hope) many of them feel the love. Sounds corny even as I type the words. Do customers actually “feel the love” of a place?
This I know for sure, I feel the love I’m sending and that’s what makes my tea shop my dream job. It’s what drives me to make little heart-shaped peanut butter & jelly sandwiches and carefully wipe off the jelly that spilled over on the side. Every vintage cup and saucer I rescue from a flea market, every teaspoon of tea I scoop into a cup, or gift bag I fill with tissue paper, love backs my actions and that drives me to continue.
I’m still not sure if it has to do with my age and where I’m at in life, but I like to think I’m just where I’m supposed to be and doing what I am meant to do - sowing love and joy into people’s lives while working hard and living in the moment.