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follow your dreams
Two years ago today I hopped on a plane and left the United States to live a life abroad. I had a backpack and two suitcases. The rest of my life was put into storage. Stuff that I didn't think I could live without, but I didn't need right now. And I'm sure it was stuff that if I pulled it out of the containers now, I'd laugh. "Ha!!! I thought I'd need this again one day? Really?" And then I'd toss the pile of black work clothes that I kept, just in case this whole island gig didn't work out and I needed something to wear in the salon. Buh bye.
I've had a lot of people tell me that I was brave, fearless even. I just have to laugh. I certainly didn't feel brave. I felt careless, stupid, irresponsible, like I was running from a life that I had created for myself. Twelve years in Seattle, cultivating my support network and friends that ended up as family, building my clientele as a hairstylist. I didn't feel brave. And FEARLESS??!!! Noooooo.