Questions to a woman business owner

thA3A5I0NTAs a female tree service business owner people always have some kind of question for me.  Some of these are really stupid and some not so bad.  It seems that many people find it hard to believe that a woman can be successful in this field.  I have no idea why anyone would think this.  There are a lot of women out there doing what I do or something even more difficult than me running a small business.  In all actuality that’s really all that I am doing.  Although people would have you believe that I am trying to do something as farfetched and crazy as becoming a donkey.  Well I’m tired of being ask the same questions over and over again.  Therefore, I decided to write a few of the most common ones and answer them. So the next someone ask me I can either refer back to my previous answer or direct the questioner here.  Which is a win win anyway you look at it.


The short answer is yes.  To expound upon that, yes women can run a successful business such as a tree service business even though it may be a male dominated industry.  I know this because I do it everyday.  Although, at first I faced a few minor difficulties from the guys.  But I think that was because our situation was a bit more unique than others.  My business was formally ran by my late husband.  When he passed away it became my responsibility until our sons are able to take it over.  I had to go into an already set business culture and make it my own.  It took a while for the guys to figure that I am not and will not run everything exactly as my husband.  Of course, there was a lot of things he did that I currently do.  But some things had to go that were outdated and causing waste within the company.  I do feel that I am more organized and able to think more outside of the box than my husband and other business owners for that matter.  Because I am woman and never really associated with anything within the tree service world.  I essentially bring a fresher perspective.


For the most part I spend my days in my office. The few times I had to go out into the field and help the guys because we were a few men short, I use the same tools as they did. So, no there into a girl version to a chainsaw or really any tool.   I think the closest thing you can get is a electric chainsaw which we don’t really use.


No more afraid of anyone else that deals with massive trees falling, climbing up fifty plus feet in air with nothing but a rope, harness, and helmet to keep you safe.  We regular have schedule safety meetings and classes required and regulated by OSHA that teach us how to be safe, doing what we do.   Although I maybe scared at times, I am also very prepared and educated on what I am suppose to do, as are those people around me.  As their boss I know this to be a fact.


I enjoy what I do, but is this the path I would have set out for myself, of course not.  I surely would not want my husband to die so shortly in our marriage, our lives.  Leaving our children without their father and me without my husband, my best friend.  However, this is the hand that we were dealt, so we must play what we have.  I refuse to fold.

Life Changes

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For the past eighteen months I have been running my husband tree service company. Maybe you have heard of us or seen our commercial, Bo’s Tree Clinic? My husband loved his job. Being outside, taking care of nature, creating new natural fertilizer and pesticides. He was most happy when he was up in some tree somewhere skillfully pruning and trimming a tree to opulence. Yes, that man loved his job. Obviously, I keep using the past tense when referring to him. Well, two years ago my husband was diagnose with cancer. Eighteen months ago, the chemo started to wear him out so much that most of the time he could not get out of bed. He passed away seven months ago and I promise him that I would keep the business going so our sons can inherit it when they are older.

I am sitting at my husband desk, looking around it is hard to concentrate and focus on anything. Everything in here reminds me of him. All I keep thinking about his him. His pictures, memorabilia, and Knick-knacks. Even the smell of his office. I keep waiting on him to walk through the door, with that twinkle in his eyes, and he will ask me if I brought him a treat.   As always, I would giggle and respond just me. Causing him to smile and respond that is all I wanted. Aww shoot I am starting to cry again.

I have decided to change the business. Well really just, redecorate his office. To make it more of my own. As long as it is just as he has left it, I do not think I will be able to stay in without breaking into tears. Tomorrow I will go to the office furniture store, pick out some new things, and have one of the people help haul here in one of our trucks. Yes, that will do wonderfully. I really could use the distraction. First, I am going to call my sister and see if she will come over and help me pack everything up.

My sister and I just finish packing, labelling, and storing Bo’s items from his office.   I am glad she was here I do not think I would have been able to make it on my own. Now we are off to the furniture store to get some new things. Bo always said I was like a magician with a credit card, the way I can make those dollars disappear. I was able to get everything I needed.

After several hours of arranging and rearranging furniture I finally have the office how I like it. Sitting here at my new desk. Looking at the few family photos and décor I have on it is a lot easier to take than before.   Nothing in here now sends me into a panic attack and crying fits. I can still smell his scent in here but that’s fine, my husband always delicious. I have no doubt that it is not going to be easy living without him but I am artistic that it will get better. My husband, my Bo, would want me to enjoy myself and to be happy. Equip with a new office I am happy and ready to continue the family legacy with Bo’s Tree Clinic.  If you are interested in learning more go here.