That day marked the start of my monthly Give Back Day—free services for seniors, single parents, anyone whose budget said “not today” but spirit begged otherwise. A teen got prom lashes, a mom a haircut, a man his beard tamed. Each visit left me with gratitude, trust, a reminder to truly see people.
A year later, a letter arrived from Mirela: she’d been battling cancer, unsure if she’d live to see her son married. “You made me feel alive… I carried that feeling through every treatment. Last week, I was told I’m in remission.”
Now The Mirror Project thrives: volunteers, donations, scarves, trims for interviews. Mirela visits to give, never take. I’ve learned a salon isn’t just vanity—it’s dignity, a quiet rescue, a reminder that the smallest kindness can tilt a life.