And as always, her pictures are incredible.
I have been struggling for a few years with a decision that can only be mine.
Let's go back.
For years now, I have been dyeing my hair. It started with a trip to California, back when my oldest grandson was a baby. I went with my youngest daughter to Monterey to spend some time with him. Both of my daughters converged on me, and convinced me to dye my hair, which was looking drab, they said, and getting gray.
That was 13 years ago. I have tried different shades of the reddish brown that resembled my own natural color back in the day. I have tried highlighting, cutting it short, letting it grow.
Now let me say that my hairdresser does a great job. My hair color is usually stunning.
Everyone says, wow, nice color job.
So here's my problem.
Every time I look in the mirror, I see this 40 year old hair, and this 60 year old face. I say, "no more." Then it comes time to get my hair done, and I cave in, and come out a redhead, again.
Like this. Until today.
She cut my hair, and then I said, "That's perfect. Let's leave it just like that."
She said, "Are you sure?"
"Yup. I'm sure."
I may at some point highlight it, if I am so inclined. But no more chemical dye on my scalp.
Done, finished, NOT HAPPENING.
The unvarnished truth is that I want to be loved and accepted for who I am, and who I am has nothing whatever to do with the color of my hair.
Truth is, I HATE having my hair colored. Hate the process, hate the smell, hate the cost, and hate being bothered with it. I have never been a 'girly-girl', although I can get dressed up with the best of them. It is time, for me, to listen to my heart.
I actually took the day off today.
I took my mother to the church of her choice. I got my hair cut. Then my daughter, and her boyfriend, and her best friend came for dinner. DH made his famous spagetti and meatballs, and I made 2 apple pies.
It was a good day, a quiet day, and I am feeling very satisfied. Life is good, and I bet it will be just as good with a silver head, as a red one. Besides, it is something to look forward to.
The only thing I will miss is when the DH refers to me and the dog as the "Redhead and Ed Show".
Do you think maybe he will do it anyway? If I ask him real nice?