It was a lazy and lonesome Saturday when I found myself chatting with my aunt on Facebook. She’s been living in the US for years now, also as a single mom. That was the first time she opened up to me and told me things about her which I never knew. The strong woman everyone knew turned out to be a lady with a heart made of Jell-O.
One of the things she told me was that lately she has been looking around for good cosmetology schools in overland park KS, as she wants to start a career in the field of beauty. That got me thinking of my own secret dream- to be a hairdresser.
Even as a little girl, I used to love playing with my Barbie doll’s hair. I took the bold step and just cut her hair one day. Friends laughed at me, but I found shear (pun intended) delight in that.
I used to frequent salons when I was still single, and I thought that it was so awesome that hairdressers got huge tips from their customers. That reeled me in, like a fish to a fisherman’s pole- the idea of doing something you loved and getting paid for it.
But why didn’t I pursue that path? Now I wonder… Is it too late? Maybe not. Just like my aunt who continues to dream and chase after those dreams, I still have time to do what I want. If she could do it, so can I.
