Certain kinds of flowers are LATE BLOOMERS ... not showing their true colors until long after most of the others have. The same can be true for people, too. 

Last year my late father-in-law called me a late bloomer.  I had never really thought about it before, not in that way.  I didn't find my "calling" as an artist until well into my 20s and still didn't really jump into my career fully until late into my 30s.  I went back to school when I was 38.  I put it off for years for a variety of reasons, none very good.  I made good grades in high school but could have done much better had I applied myself.  Last year I was talking to my father-in-law, Jake, as I often did about school and life.  He always asked about my grades, when I had a test, how my classes were going, etc.  I had just taken a test that I was sure I would not do well on and I had actually scored a 98.  I was telling Jake how surprised I was. He looked at me like he always did, amused, confused, a sideways smile, his head cocked a bit to the left and said he wasn't, not at all.  He said, "So (that's what he called me), you're just a late bloomer."  I laughed and then considered what he'd said.  He was a wise old guy.  He always said things to me that stuck in my head, made me think about life and the world around me.  I thought, yes, I guess I am.  I don't know why it took me so long to figure things out.  I'm not that old YET but I think at a certain point in life if you haven't figured out what you are supposed to be doing or what you're doing isn't making you happy, you start to panic.  I had that feeling a few years back.  It didn't feel good.  Thankfully, I had people around me who urged me to make some changes.  It took my partner, Ann, a year to convince me to go back to school but once I did it I wondered what the heck took me so long.  I'm well on my way to my associate's degree and planning to attend the University of Houston next year to earn my bachelor's degree.  I have an art studio, collectors buy and request my work.  My friends and I have just started a new photography business.  Yes, I am a late bloomer. Jake always knew me better than most.  

AuthorSonya Cuellar
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