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THE DEMISE OF TRIPPY

Goldie

Make it or break it.

I’ve been chanting that to myself way too often lately.

Miami was supposed to be life changing.

Sure, there’s the occasional hurricane, but endless sunny beaches replace endless months of snow. This creates an endless number of opportunities for dreamy weddings and elaborate receptions.

Because Miami equals money.

At least that’s what I thought when I took a chance and moved my little business from rural Virginia to the land of white sand beaches, vibrant nightlife, and diverse culture. I might be a nobody here, but if there’s one thing I’m not afraid of, it’s hard work.

I started Amare a few years ago as a side gig. But when I got an offer I couldn’t refuse, I packed up and headed south.

I’m proud of what I do and the little business I started. My logois fire, and my website should entice every person looking for a wedding planner to hire my company.

Should is the operative word.

And I am the company.

Me.

It’s just me.

The day I made Amare a reality was the day I realized I could conquer the world. My first event might have been small with a humble budget, but it was gorgeous and filled with memories.

Planning weddings has always been my dream, but rural Virginia is … well, rural. Where I’m from, there are more horses than engaged couples. What few engaged couples there are, only a small portion of them actually hire a wedding planner.

Amare is a beautiful word. It means love in Latin.

Love is the basis of everything. It nurtures and heals and settles in your soul. Who doesn’t need more love?

But when you give it to someone else—especially someone who needs and deserves it—that’s the love that bursts and makes the world a more beautiful place.

I believe that with my whole heart, regardless of the fact I haven’t found it for myself yet.

Nothing makes me happier than working around love. My work might seem shallow or trivial to the pessimists of the world, but I get to serve people who are in love and starting their lives together.

But to make my dream come true, I knew I needed to take a chance. So when the opportunity knocked on my door, I opened it wide and took the risk.

I didn’t think twice.

That was my first mistake.

I should’ve thought twice.

Even so, I’m here and refuse to quit.

It’s not like I haven’t found work since I moved here. At first, I was so busy, I hardly had time to breathe.

Then everything changed. That was before my make-it-or-break-it era. But I’m determined to make a living from my passion.

Because I also have a passion to pay the rent and buy groceries.

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