This is me

This is me
Gorgeous day in Nassau Bay

About Me

I am fifty something, married with grown children and grown stepchildren and 5 grandchildren. I was telling someone the other day you used to try to find yourself when you were 18. I have been so many people since then I have no idea who I am. : )

Friday, December 3, 2010

Well, I guess I am on a roll now. Two posts in one day! This is a short one though, and I will have to see if I can get a decent picture to show you what I am talking about.

I get the bright idea from time to time that I want to change my look. If it was okay to wear wigs even if you are not a cancer patient or there was something wrong with your hair, I would be that person that owned a lot of wigs. I want my hair to be different all the time. I grow my hair out, I really like it, then I think, no, I want something different so I cut it off. I have always done this and normally I do not tend to like the way I look with my hair short so why I do it I really don't know. I think it may have something to do with the definition of someone being crazy, to keep doing the same thing and expecting different results. Anyway, my husband (he used to be a hairdresser and no you wouldn't believe it if you saw him), usually cuts my hair for me so since we have been married, my hair has probably looked the best it has ever looked except for when I was a teenager. He does a great job and won't do drastic haircuts for me. He happened to be out of town a few weeks ago and I desperately needed my hair colored and along with that was desiring a change in my hairstyle. The lady I went to was new to me and she thought the picture I brought was perfect for me and I said, "Will it look JUST like the picture?" She says, "just like it!" and I say okay, cut it. It didn't look just like the picture, (btw, it never does, right?) close, but the sides were too short, and I have been not really enjoying the way I look since then. I am sure all you women out there can empathize and have probably done it yourself over and over.

What I have decided is that this is a learning tool. Am I only full of confidence when I feel like I look good, or do I have an inner confidence that allows me to carry on with or without a hairstyle that I feel good about? Well, I try to carry on but let me say, the older I get the harder it is to look in the mirror and be happy with the way I look when I don't like my hair. The face has a few more wrinkles that I am definitely noticing, but all in all, I have been glad to know that there is more to me than a good hair day. : ) Thank you Lord for the little lessons of life.

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