When I first started freelancing, I had no savings. No cushion. I had resources -- namely, borrowing from my father -- but that itself had its cost.
Nearly a decade later, I have a bit of savings. I'm also married to a man who encourages me to use my time in the most fulfilling way possible. If that means taking a month off to shape and edit a memoir, so be it. Though I don't plan on taking time off any time soon, the offer itself makes me know just how lucky I am. Baby, you rule!
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