June 24th, 2013, I walked into a building full of females. Obviously, being that I am a girl, I would have known what I was getting into. Boy, I was very wrong. Cosmetology school is not a joke. Mentally, physically, emotionally it is draining. All of these ladies come from different backgrounds, have different struggles, suffer from different issues going on in their lives. One thing everyone that everyone does have in common is that we ALL have a story. (and hair...hopefully we all love hair.) There are roughly 80 students in the school. We are there 8 hours a day 5 days a week. So you can imagine that we all get to know each other. We become a very disfunctional family.
The first few months were pretty tough on me. I felt like I was thrown into a lions den and I had no way out. The only option I felt like I had was to stay as quiet and still as possible so that I could hopefully make it out alive. In other words, I shut myself off. I felt like I was there to get my schooling so I could take state board and become a license cosmetologist. Quite frankly, I was not there to make friends. Of course, I wasn't mean or turned my nose up to people I just did not care to take a relationship further than past the doors of the school. I didn't care to deal with the petty drama that females are naturally drawn too. When you put 80 females together...you will have a full on drama war. Unfortunately, that is our nature.
After a few months, I started getting to know some of these girls are more of a personal level. I started to hear their struggles, see their pain and listen to their story. My heart began to break. I often pray to God to break my heart for what breaks His and when I felt my heart start to shatter I knew that God answered my prayer once again. These ladies comes from all different walks of life and backgrounds and a lot of it is so foreign to me. I am fortunate that I don't have divorced parents or a broken home. So many of these ladies have had to deal with things that are unimaginable. I really began to care for a lot of these girls. And whether they know it or not, I have shed several tears just hearing some of their stories. I have learned that these ladies are strong, courageous, smart, and extremely talented. At the same time, I still see pain and sadness in their eyes.
I have gotten the reputation in the school as the "little innocent Hannah." If someone cusses or says something that may be a little vulgar and they see me standing there, they will often apologize to me. I do think it is so funny that they feel the need to do that but I do love that they have enough respect to do that too. I often say that God has blessed and cursed me with the ability to care so much for people that I feel as if I literally carry their hurt and pain. Whether these ladies realize it or not, I do feel with them and hurt with them. Every time I hear a piece of one of their stories I do carry that with me.
I came into this experience blind and day by day I am seeing more and more. I truly to care for the girls that I have made somewhat of a connection with. And while I do not typically hang out with them past the doors of the school, I do often think and pray for each one. They are truly amazing individuals. Hopefully I can impact them as much as they have impacted me with their life stories. God puts you in places for a reason and I am trying to make my impact to better glorify Him and to help build His kingdom.
If you truly want to meet a bunch of crazy, wonderful, wild, beautiful, courageous and talented people put yourself in cosmetology school. God will surly open your eyes and break your heart all for HIS glory.
The first few months were pretty tough on me. I felt like I was thrown into a lions den and I had no way out. The only option I felt like I had was to stay as quiet and still as possible so that I could hopefully make it out alive. In other words, I shut myself off. I felt like I was there to get my schooling so I could take state board and become a license cosmetologist. Quite frankly, I was not there to make friends. Of course, I wasn't mean or turned my nose up to people I just did not care to take a relationship further than past the doors of the school. I didn't care to deal with the petty drama that females are naturally drawn too. When you put 80 females together...you will have a full on drama war. Unfortunately, that is our nature.
After a few months, I started getting to know some of these girls are more of a personal level. I started to hear their struggles, see their pain and listen to their story. My heart began to break. I often pray to God to break my heart for what breaks His and when I felt my heart start to shatter I knew that God answered my prayer once again. These ladies comes from all different walks of life and backgrounds and a lot of it is so foreign to me. I am fortunate that I don't have divorced parents or a broken home. So many of these ladies have had to deal with things that are unimaginable. I really began to care for a lot of these girls. And whether they know it or not, I have shed several tears just hearing some of their stories. I have learned that these ladies are strong, courageous, smart, and extremely talented. At the same time, I still see pain and sadness in their eyes.
I have gotten the reputation in the school as the "little innocent Hannah." If someone cusses or says something that may be a little vulgar and they see me standing there, they will often apologize to me. I do think it is so funny that they feel the need to do that but I do love that they have enough respect to do that too. I often say that God has blessed and cursed me with the ability to care so much for people that I feel as if I literally carry their hurt and pain. Whether these ladies realize it or not, I do feel with them and hurt with them. Every time I hear a piece of one of their stories I do carry that with me.
I came into this experience blind and day by day I am seeing more and more. I truly to care for the girls that I have made somewhat of a connection with. And while I do not typically hang out with them past the doors of the school, I do often think and pray for each one. They are truly amazing individuals. Hopefully I can impact them as much as they have impacted me with their life stories. God puts you in places for a reason and I am trying to make my impact to better glorify Him and to help build His kingdom.
If you truly want to meet a bunch of crazy, wonderful, wild, beautiful, courageous and talented people put yourself in cosmetology school. God will surly open your eyes and break your heart all for HIS glory.
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