What is FEAR costing you?
What is your fear costing you?
I don’t know about you, but I know my fear has cost me over $20,000. I’d even go as far as saying you could multiply that by 10. Yes, you read that right. Instead of staying focused on what I needed to, I was confused, scared and unsure of what was going on around me.
When my daughter was born, one of the first things I noticed were her eyes. Her pupils were completely white. Congenital, Bilateral Cataracts. Long story short, she needed surgery. I was seeing specialist after specialist for more than 8 hours every day the first few weeks of her life. I panicked. At this time, I was 21, covered under my mom’s health insurance, so thankfully all of my daughters’ needs were taken care of. Being self employed as a hair stylist didn’t provide me health insurance, so in a state of survival, I signed up for medical assisting school. I was adamant about working for Kaiser Permanente, they paid the best, and had the best benefits. I earned a 4.0 GPA in my class. I needed to be the best and I needed that externship to give me better job opportunities. I fought for this and it worked!! I got the externship I wanted.
I hated it. I thought to myself, they couldn’t pay me enough to continue to work here. This was the best, and I was disappointed. I promised myself that when I completed the externship, I would go all in doing hair. There was no way, absolutely no way I could ever give it up.
As law of attraction should work, I came across a marketing program for hair stylists, Thrivers Society. I followed the initial steps on how to apply to a salon, create a great resume and portfolio, and that was just the beginning. I applied everything I was learning, took the latest on trend hair classes, created an amazing portfolio and applied at my dream salon, Gavora Studio. I never applied prior to that because I thought I wasn’t good enough, but this time was different. I went all out and decided to give it everything I had. I don’t really recall the salon owner’s exact words, but all I knew is she was saying yes. She was making me a part of the team. Giving me a salon to call home, and a place to build my dream. I was beyond ecstatic! I went all in despite my fear of rejection and came out a champion.
So, here’s the thing, I pay out of pocket for our health care. It costs what it costs. No one tells me when I show up for work, what days I get to have off, or how much money I can earn. I have a nice home for my baby and me, and we’re doing it! I’m living the dream life, and its only getting better!! As the Mastercard commercial would say, “Priceless. There’s some things money can’t buy.”