Hey! My name is Haddie and this is my husband, John. Our story is a long one. Best told over a cup of good coffee with plenty of time to spare. But I'll try to keep it short.
John has always been a "go for it" kind of guy. Me, on the other hand . . . well, I'm more of a "let me overthink, talk myself out of it and run away scared" kind of girl. Not long after we got married, I began dreaming of having my own business. I've always been creative, passionate about design and loved the idea of having a store.
He encouraged me to pursue my dreams and to be confident in my gifts, but I lacked the courage. Instead, I allowed fear to hold me back from what I knew I was made to do. (Fear. Now that's a whooooole notha story for a notha time!) I had the "if/when/then" excuses down! Fast forward about 12 years, and my dream was still very much alive, it had just been buried for a long time. A lot of life happened in those 12 years and I definitely was no longer the same person. College, jobs, 3 kids, moving to a new state where we knew nobody, LIFE. All these things have shaped me and grown me. The biggest change has been my thinking. The words you speak over yourself, your life and others matter!! I know we all know this, but how many of us actually live this?
In December of 2017 I couldn't shake the feeling that it was time. That dream that had been buried was starting to bubble up inside. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I decided that I needed to make room in my life to pursue my dream. After months of looking for a storefront with no luck, I had a wild idea to turn a truck into a store. Actually, there's a few details missing in the middle there. How it really went was that I almost quit after not finding a place to lease. And when I would share my idea with people, they often shared their doubts instead of my excitement. They asked a lot of questions that I honestly didn't know the answer to. I had just broken free from the fear that held me back for so long, and I could feel myself stepping back into my comfy cave. I wanted to give up. This is when I realized that the change I had experienced was real. My cave didn't feel so comfy anymore. It was clear that I had no clue what I was doing. I just knew that it was the right thing. I couldn't quit. I had to trust that God would make a way where there seemed to be no way. And that, my friends, is when it hit me. A friend and I were getting pedicures for my birthday and she asked me how the business plan was going. I told her it was basically impossible to find a place to lease that was even remotely affordable. It just "isn't the right time, I guess." (gag 🙄). Did I really just say that? Then an idea just hit me like a truck! (Pun totally intended). A TRUCK! I was now on a mission to find the truck!
*Side Note: surround yourself with people that support you, believe in you even when you don't and encourage you to step out in faith. Seriously. Without the support of my husband and friends, this story would have ended a lot differently.
In December of 2018 we finally found the truck. Sherman. That's when the real work began. We spent months turning Sherman into The Foundry. It is so much more than a store for me, and I hope that you can feel that when you walk in. Its a part of me. A symbol of perseverance and what's possible when you believe in yourself and don't give up. More than providing unique home decor and beautiful designs, I hope to inspire people to dream, to use their gifts, to step out in faith and begin.