We're a little over 2 months along in our journey toward making our livelihood doing what we love. Most of the time we go to bed feeling on top of the world, excited to follow our dreams of working together, spending time with our children and generally being fulfilled. Other times, however, it's hard to ignore the whisper of that little self-doubt bug. Isn't this an awful big risk? What if you spend all this time and energy putting yourself out there and no one likes what you make? Shouldn't work be miserable?
In that sense, I guess that we're not that different from Max and Miles. Along with maturity come growing pains. If we didn't experience these moments, then chances are we're not growing.