My why would have to be Jesus. Hands down every time. Becoming an esthetician was never my first choice. I had been through college... twice, I had worked multiple full time jobs, and nothing was working for me. While waiting to board our train for a trip, I was expressing to my Nanny (grandma) about how frustrated I was because I hadn't found my purpose in this life. I was confused because all my friends found a place to fit in, but why not me? That's when my Nanny mentioned esthetician school. We looked up the price of school, the date it was starting, and the money I needed to be able to start my program. Ironically, a class was starting the day we were supposed to return from our trip. As we were finally on the train we got notice that that the route we were taking to get to AZ had gone through brutal weather conditions and our trip was completely cancelled. We were devastated. We got off the train and ended up finding out we got a full refund of the trip which happened to be the exact amount of my esthetician school. The day the refund was supposed to hit my bank account was the first day of class. A wink from God.