Balancing the Dream: My journey as a woman, wife, mom, and an entrepreneur.
- Allison Boyd
- 5 days ago
- 4 min read
For most of my adult life, I believed success came wrapped in a W-2, a windowless office, and a title that proved I was valuable. I believed purpose meant pushing through discomfort, and calling meant staying loyal to whatever job was in front of me. I did not know how to give myself permission to dream, because I thought obedience looked like endurance, even when endurance was draining the very life out of me.
Sunday Night Tears and the Cost of Never Feeling Enough
Every Sunday night, I cried in preparation for Monday. It was not because I didn’t love my work. It was because the anxiety of never feeling “enough” slowly chipped away at my joy. My job demanded everything from me, and by the time I walked through my front door each day, there was nothing left for the people I loved most. My marriage was strong, and my home was filled with peace, yet my soul felt worn down and depleted by an environment that no longer aligned with who I was or who God was calling me to become.
One evening, my husband, Brandon, looked at me with a gentleness that only comes from love and said, “No more tears every Sunday. This isn’t who you are.” He did not say it to shame me. He said it to free me.
That moment was a divine interruption. God used my husband’s voice to interrupt the story I had been telling myself. A story built on fear. What if I fail? What if I am not enough? What if trusting God costs too much?
Scripture tells us, “The Lord will fight for you, you need only to be still” (Exodus 14:14). I had been fighting battles I was never meant to fight. They were battles that required stillness, surrender, and trust instead of striving.
The Divine Interruption That Exposed My Fear Story
Brandon had more faith in me than I had in myself. He believed God had equipped me to create something new, something that aligned with the gifts God placed inside me long before I recognized them. He even bought the website domain for my future business before I had the courage to quit my job.
Stepping away from a “secure” paycheck felt reckless and holy. It felt terrifying and obedient. It was the first time I chose faith over fear in such a tangible way.
We did not have an office. We had a coffee table. We did not have a business plan that made sense on paper, but we had a plan built on prayer. We did not know how we would make it work, but we trusted the One who does exceedingly abundantly above all we ask or imagine (Ephesians 3:20).
No Office. No Plan. Just Prayer and a Coffee Table
Those first months were filled with long nights and quiet doubts. I questioned myself constantly. Would clients come? Would the bills get paid? Did I really hear God correctly? More than once, Brandon found me crying over laundry, convinced I had made a mistake. But every tear fell into hands that steadied me. “I knew this moment would come,” he would say. “And I also know you were made for this.”
It took me six months to sign my first client. They did not hire me for a job. I had the courage to tell them my dream instead. That “no” became my first big “yes.” It was God reminding me that obedience is always blessed. Maybe not immediately, but eventually.
Seventeen years later, I have a business I love. I have a marriage stronger than anything fear tried to destroy. And I have a deeper understanding of what true success is. Success is not proving your worth. It is walking in your calling. It is not a title. It is peace. It is not striving. It is surrender.
And then came motherhood, eight years into the business.
Motherhood Added Grace, Guilt, and a New Kind of Trust
Becoming a mom introduced a new layer of guilt, grace, and growth. Suddenly, the tension was not only between marriage and work. It was between a baby who needed me and a dream God gave me. I often felt torn, wondering if I was failing at everything. But God reminded me that He never asked me to be perfect, only present. My child would learn more from watching me walk in obedience than from seeing me sacrifice myself to other people’s expectations.
One of the greatest lessons I have learned is this: small beginnings matter. God does some of His biggest work in the smallest spaces, coffee tables, broken hearts, and quiet prayers whispered through tears. If we wait for perfect timing, perfect resources, or perfect confidence, we will miss the miracles that happen in the middle of imperfection.
Today, I tell women this: you can be afraid and still be faithful. You can cry and still continue. You can build something beautiful without having every detail figured out. God does not require perfection. He requires willingness.
Redefining Success: From Proving Worth to Walking in Peace
My story is not one of overnight success. It is a story of obedience, surrender, and resilience. It is a story of finding wide open spaces after years of feeling trapped. A story of God using my weakness as the doorway to His strength. A story of grace meeting grit, of dreams built slowly, and of a life transformed because I dared to trust God with the unknown.
If you are standing at the edge of a dream, wondering if it is really from God, I want to tell you what I wish someone had told me.
Take the step. Trust His voice. Believe that He can do more with your yes than you can do with your fear.
Because He will.
If this article spoke to you, share in the comments. Where are you being asked to trust God or take a step forward right now?
Allison Boyd is a writer, entrepreneur, wife, and mother dedicated to helping women pursue God-sized dreams with faith and courage. As the founder of Boyd Grants, she champions purpose-driven work and resilient leadership. Allison lives in Texas with her husband, son, and two labradors.
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