For five years, everything went well. I had loyal customers, steady income, and even managed to employ two young men to help me run the place. But one morning, everything changed.
A fire broke out in the next shop, and before I could do anything, the flames spread to mine. By the time firefighters arrived, everything I had worked for was gone.
My stock, records, and savings all turned to ashes. Watching the smoke rise from what used to be my livelihood was one of the most painful moments of my life. I felt empty.
For weeks, I couldn’t sleep. The shock and pain were unbearable. My friends tried to comfort me, but their words couldn’t fill the financial hole I was in.
I went from a respected business owner to someone borrowing fare just to get to town. The shame was too heavy to carry.
At some point, I even thought of giving up completely. TO READ MORE MORE, TAP HERE.