As I may have mentioned a couple of thousand times, I am turning 40 soon! In just a little over a month. One month and 14 days, but who’s counting. As part of my attempts at accepting 40—not an easy task—I decided that I was going to let my natural hair color grow out. I started graying at 13, so now, almost 27 years later (gasp!) I am tired of the process of dyeing my hair. I met a couple of women who are still young and are sporting their gray/white hair beautifully.
I gave it an entire week, almost two. I couldn’t do it. I’m not ready. Maybe it’s that it’s such a contrast to the black and therefore not attractive or that I just will never be able to accept it. It is now back to black. Professionally done, looking shiny and beautiful.
Maybe one day I will change my mind. Maybe one day I’ll truly be tired of it, but for now my shiny black mane is to dye for!
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