My Pink Hair...

For as difficult and sad as yesterday was, today was fun. Busy, but fun.
I had a hair appointment, and I know Crystal just loves to do my hair because I go in with a "whatever" attitude. I let her basically do whatever she wants, with very little guidance. Today I told her I didn't feel like being blond anymore and wanted her color, which is more of an auburn. But I also wanted pink, and I knew she had it. Carolyn recently had purple strands (they are real hair and clip in) put in, and I just loved it. My dad would have too. So I told Crystal I wanted pink.

Then, I have to admit I got a bit carried away. I knew Nicole had her eyes and heart set on the blue strands, and has actually tried to dye her hair blue numerous times, without much success. After all, what can you do with red hair? It just ends up looking like mud...so I asked if there were any appointments this afternoon for a trim and lo and behold there was one for 2:30 and I retrieved her from school.Poor thing. She thought the appointment I had scheduled for her was either for a shot or with the counselor. When I told her it was for a trim and a strand of blue hair you might have thought the kid won the equivalent of the lottery. Yes, perhaps I have lost my mind. I want to get a little diamond stud in my nose too. Of course Tianna is mortified and her friends think I'm pretty cool. But here's the thing; it's not about them, it's about finally being really true to the free spirit that I am. I embrace my creative, fun loving, encouraging, people oriented self and recognize that those are gifts I received from my dad. Did you know we have the same birthday? So rather than repress the desires and tendencies, I am allowing them to be expressed. And today it looked like pink hair. (Please go visit Extreme Diva Media...she is my hero!)

Later this spring sometime it will look like a diamond stud in my nose. It may look like not caring how many dust balls are wafting around my house and missing Tino's fur all over the place. It may look like issuing an unabashed challenge to either one of my sons in areas in which they struggle.

And it will always acknowledge that without my faith I would be deep in sinking sand.

Peace for your journey, may you express yourself in the way that God has created and gifted you.