Five years ago I moved house, had a baby, and started a business. All in the same month.

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It wasn’t planned that way (baby surprised us 6 weeks early). It was stressful and scary.

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It was also exciting.

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I sent an email to a few hundred friends announcing this new recruiting firm, and my then business partner and I set our attention to the obvious micro-tasks: what would we call it? What would be our unique angle? What type of entity did we need? Who would do our taxes?

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Then a deposit came in from adidas, and the busywork became irrelevant. There was work to do; a promise to keep.

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Then two more came in. Three clients, and I had barely set up my desk. That didn’t matter though, because my daughter was born 6 weeks early — now I wasn’t at my desk, I was performing talent searches from the NICU, where we lived for a month.

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My first 3 clients didn’t even know who to make their checks out to, because the business didn’t have a name or a bank account.

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My daughter got healthy enough to come home, we celebrated, and the next year was beautiful chaos.

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At home (which eventually did have furniture) we were experiencing all the joys of new parenthood. At work I was making big promises to my clients and doing whatever it took to keep them.

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Things evolved. My business partner I parted ways, and I was on my own. Clients kept referring new clients. “Can you find us a Design Director?” Yes. “Can you find us a CFO?” OK. I started building my own team, we became Intro Limited.

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We grew more professional, more methodical, more specialized. Expanded from LA into NYC, and beyond. But ultimately we kept doing the same thing: Making big promises, and then keeping them.

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I’m normally the forward-thinking type, but every year around this time, this origin story reoccurs to me and overwhelms me with gratitude.

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I’m grateful for my wife, who not only tolerated this whole endeavor, but got in the trenches with me.

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I’m grateful for my healthy daughter. When she was a tiny baby hooked up to a mass of tubes in that glass box, friends reached out with encouraging stories: “My kid was in the NICU too, and now she’s the tallest in her class. You’ll see!” (They were right.)

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I’m grateful to all the businesses who prioritize people and trust us to recruit and build their teams.

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I’m grateful to the friends who trust us enough to recommend us to those businesses.

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I’m grateful to my international team, Alyssa, Bastien and Cosima, who do incredibly hard work with integrity and style.

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And I’m grateful for this exceptional community that keeps snowballing as a result of this work we do. The whole objective, after all, was to surround ourselves with those who inspire us.

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Happy Thanksgiving.

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