You can read all about how I got here in my Bio. It might be more interesting to talk about what’s happened since I landed here in my own store. We’ve made friends, educated our customers on flowers in general, and learned a lot ourselves.
Over the past two years I’ve joined, The Dover Chamber, The Chamber Education Committee, Rotary and a few other boards and committees. I’ve had the chance to meet and engage with people who are leaders in my community. They help to shape our city for a bright future. They also provide lots of encouragement and a non judging ear when it’s needed most. Being a small business owner can be a lonely job, but when you have the support of friends who have been there and know what you’re dealing with, the world is a bright place.
We’ve also gained and lost employees in the struggle to find that someone who wants to be a real florist. Not the skipping around in fields picking flowers while singing songs from The Sound of Music florist, but the bucket washing, floor mopping, flower processing, part time therapist, green fingernails kind of florist. The idea of being a florist seems fanciful to most. It is fanciful. It’s dreamy and creative some of the time, but a majority of my time is spent smelling bleach and not roses. (That’s good for both of us, because it means my flowers are in clean water and will be super long lasting) Keep picturing me as the floral artist though. It’s really good for my self esteem. The right person will come along. They will love this as much as I do, and hopefully fall into a position that would elevate them to dream of owning their own shop someday. So the search continues.
We’ve gained by leaps and bounds with weddings and parties. Almost every weekend this autumn is filled to capacity with fun events. Being busy is awesome. We even have peonies being flown to us direct from Homer, Alaska next week to fulfill an August bride’s dream. How awesome is that?
Our reputation is becoming a great one. Thank you all for that too. I promise to keep delivering the best flowers available. I love hearing about how you loved them, and how they made you feel happy. That’s what it’s all about. At the end of the day, it all comes down to spreading a little happiness, one little flower at a time.
One thing I can say I’ve learned for sure is that I love what I do. There is no doubt about it. For me the flowers are secondary. I love the people. I love feeling like I can touch their lives in some small way. You are what keeps me going. Don’t get me wrong, I love the flowers too. I love watching them grow and bloom, and I love how no two are exactly the same. They are just the frosting on my proverbial cake, though. All of you make my days more awesome.