When I was a little girl, growing up in a traditional European Immigrant family, I was taught from a very young age to be the perfect house wife, to clean, to cook, to sew, all before I was 8 years old. My education was merely a perk, as my grades were good, but it was very clear that my parents wanted and expected me to grow up and find a man with money to marry and make babies. Am I some fanatical feminist who is preaching her disdain for the roles thrust on her? No. I’m the owner of a Home Based Business, and I created my own destiny because I was forced to see a better path to what I wanted. What was being offered wasn’t enough.With no emphasis on my future career that didn’t involve my reproductive organs, when my parents passed away during my late teens with no other family in this country, I was forced to work every job I could get my hands on to make ends meet. I cleaned office buildings; I did a lot of restaurant work, bartending, a couple of call centre jobs, anything. But things changed when I was 25. Did I meet the man with money who was going to marry me and make life all better? Kind of.I met a man who was a young Captain in the Reserves, by no means rich, and after dating for a while we discovered that we were expecting. He had already introduced me to the world of the Home Based business; he had been trying for years to get his off the ground and worked on it mainly in his spare time. His Home Based Business was based mainly in product sales. But with our little bundle of joy coming soon, I was determined to not let my child fall prey to the will of the world. I would change the patterns I had been raised with, not all of them; just the ones that I felt were detrimental to success. The traditional routes would not work for me, and most of those routes weren’t available to me because of my lack of education.When my significant other and I decided to make a go of our Home Based Business, for our family’s future, he decided to retire from the Reserves and work on our Home Based Business full time. At times I thought things were going to get rocky, but I believed in myself.My unborn child’s grandparents both held wonderful Government jobs, senior positions with dream pensions and stability. Very unlike my side which had comprised mainly of fallen European socialites converted into run of the mill work horses over the past century. So when we announced, while I was 7 months pregnant, that my young Captain had retired to work on a Home Based Business, needless to say, we didn’t hear the end of it.Looking back, starting our Home Based Business was the best thing we had ever done. Was it hard? Not really. One thing I’ve learned in my 31 years is that things are as hard as we make them. “I can’t start my own Home Based Business!” Not with that attitude you can’t. It’s not impossible; you’ve just decided to limit yourself. Don’t let what other people say keep you from your dreams.Being able to work at home is certainly an accessible dream. To learn more about How to Work at Home you can visit this Free Resource website at: Work at Home