Yesterday started like any other Tuesday in our house. Wake up, coffee with the Tall Man, devotional, shower, wake up the little chicks, breakfast, then it was time to actually get ready. I have a Tuesday morning women's Bible study I attend so it wasn't a "put on a hat" day, it was a "do your hair and make up" day. So that's what I was doing. I was twisting my grown out bangs back to pin I noticed something in my hair. What was it you ask? It was this...
At first I thought "Oh my gosh these stinking dogs, their hair is literally EVERYWHERE!" But no, it wasn't a hair from our white and black dog. This hair was actually attached to MY head! So did I embrace this new stage in life and stand proud in the mirror with my sole grey hair? Heck no! I did what any woman would do, I grabbed the tweezers and yanked that sucker out! I carefully examined this hair, placed it against a black shirt so I could see the true color. Let's just say it wasn't blond!
My next move was a text to my Mom. It said, and I quote "HOLY CRAP! I just found my first grey hair!! When did you get your first?" She then writes back she was in her mid thirties, however she has always colored her hair. I on the other hand color my hair every six to nine months. She goes on like any good mother would and tells me I am a beautiful person inside and out, the color of my hair will not define me. So sweet, thank you Mom.
You may be wondering what I did next. Well, I can tell you what I didn't do. I did not cancel the hair appointment I already had scheduled for yesterday afternoon. I went to that appointment and darn it, I had my hair colored! I can honestly say I already had plans to have my bangs trimmed and hair dyed dark again and that's exactly what I did.
I think grey hair can be beautiful. I see some women with their silver hair and hope that one day when I do go grey and Au naturel I will have beautiful silver hair like theirs. But let's be real here, I am 28 years old! I am not ready to be grey. I've always joked that my hair should be turning soon, after all I do have three chicks and a Tall Man with a few surgeries in his past. I guess I didn't really think it would actually happen before the big 3-0. I know this is just the beginning and it will most likely take years before my drivers license lists grey under hair color. And I'm okay with that. I do however think I'll be scheduling my hair appointments a little closer together from now on.
Oh and by the way, my Tall Man, he thinks this is hilarious. He's eight years older than I am and has always been very sure his first grey hair sprouted within weeks of dating me. I used to be his "hot mama" but now he's asked if he can call me his "silver fox!" I don't think so babe!