This is kind of a long story, but bear with me because in order to fully understand the significance in giving it away, you must first understand it's importance to me. The significance of this necklace to me is almost incomparable. I bought it shortly before graduating cosmetology school. For anyone who is a hairdresser they know how difficult the transition from school to being you're own stylist is, for anyone who isn't let me tell you, it's the most terrifying thing I've ever done. I've been doing hair for a little over a year now and I still get terrified sometimes. My "fearless" key has not only reminded me of being confident when doing hair but also in life in general. It's been a tangible reminder to be confident and outgoing and to be spontaneous. I even remember gripping it tightly while sitting at the funeral for my uncle who was taken suddenly and way too soon. I'd grown so fond of this key that I'd already made up my mind that I would buy a new one and never pass on my original key no matter what.
God has a funny way of shaking things up. This key had nearly become an idol after all of that and having it when I moved to a new state knowing nobody and starting a new job, and God knew that.
I met a lady through my aunt and we began having a conversation about nonprofit organizations and I told her about my key, the purpose behind it and I showed it to her. She took one look at it and said "fearless! How funny that's my daughter's word for the time being!" She began to explain how her daughter, whom I've never met, was making these huge changes in her life and how sometimes she would get stressed out which I understood perfectly. After all I just picked up everything and moved states nearly on a whim. Before I even had the chance to argue with God about it I was taking my key off and handing it to her. I remember saying "will you please give this to your daughter?" She immediately began to tear up barely uttering out the words "are you sure?" By that point I knew it was too late to take it back. As I quietly argued with God asking him why he let me give something away with such significance he loudly but lovingly reminded me that it was never the key that gave me power. It was always him. Something that I had started to forget. I still miss my key every now and then but it's been a blessing to my life and I hope it will continue to be a blessing to people for years.
