Over the weekend I flew to Nebraska to be with my sister as she prepared to hand over her hair salon to new owners. I was there for the conception, so it seemed only appropriate I be there for the dismantling. This has not been an easy decision for my sister. Owning her own hair salon was a dream of hers since she was a little girl. At around age 5 my mom was brave enough to let my sister curl her hair with a hot iron. This was after a long while of pleading. Sarah was born to make people feel pretty.
The decision to sell her dream felt like failure to her. She worked incredibly hard to build her own client list, worked even harder to open the doors, including doing much of the construction work on her own. She has never been a stranger to hard work, and her salon was a testament to the power of having a dream and going for it. It was a masterpiece. Her masterpiece. So it's of no surprise to me that giving it up feels like failure to her.
Dreams don't fail, they end in order to make way for new beginnings to take place.
But heres the thing about dreams. Some of them are not meant to last forever. Sometimes when your dream comes to fruition, a bigger and better dream is realized, and that's exactly what happened for my sister. She met the man of her dreams, and they started a family...in Colorado. This meant, running a salon from 500 miles away. Not exactly how she envisioned her dream. For a time, this worked. She wasn't ready to give it up just yet. After a while however, she knew it was time to pass it on so she could move on to other dreams.
And that is where she is today. Dismantling her dream and putting it back together for someone else. She offered gratitude for being able to open the doors, and for all the lessons it has given her along the way. Dreams don't fail, they end in order to make way for new beginnings to take place.
Who knows what her next adventure will be, but I know that whatever it is, she will be successful because her heart will be in it.