See that? Look closely. Closer. Zoom in.
Okay, fine, so you don’t have to zoom in. Whatever.
That’s grey hair. Grey hair that is particularly perky today because the appointment I had last night to cover him up like I’ve kept every 6 weeks for the last….maybe….5 years was cancelled.
I’ve had a coming of age experience. Literally.
And, no, it wasn’t about the money (though I believe Mark is very happy to cut out “covering Kelly’s grey hair” from the budget)
I’ve been overthinking my hair for the last few weeks–why I fuss about the shade, why the grey bothers me in the first place, what I’m hoping for when I color it. And, as my appointment approached, I was forced to make a decision.
And, that I did.
No color.
I’m embracing life for what it is, grey and all. And, right now, I feel pretty good about that.
Feel free to remind me of that in a few weeks if I am going through peroxide and toner withdrawal.
I can do this. Of course, I can. Yes, I can. I can.
