“Remember the days of old; consider the years long past. Ask your father, and he will tell you, your elders, and they will teach you.” Deuteronomy 32:7
megan had a bad hair day. literally and otherwise. the other day, some newbie in the salon she went to, did quite a job on her crowning glory and caused her tears to fall. not to mention strands of hair too. it was such a mess that she can’t help but write about it. what disasters can do to ignite that passion to write!
what was remarkable was this particular line which i quote“I was one of fortunate people on earth who might run out of hair, but not of the people who would love me and care for me no matter what.” OMG! her hair taught her a lesson 🙂
i had my share of falling hair too. but just the right number of strands that are due to fall like leaves in autumn. and i’m amazed that these too can motivate us to reflect past the hairstyles and hair color.
megan will always be our sweet baby with that pretty hair and perfect eyebrows (no need to have it shaved little lady). but she’s eighteen now and in love with a guy. and we are happy that she’s happy. though there is concern over the sudden change in her behavior and taste.
like her delicate hair, love can make her shine. some other time, “exposure to harsh elements” could break her. but as long as she remains rooted to what she learned at home, school and her Catholic teaching, she will always “grow back” to the same sweet human being that we always know.
now my hair is tri-color (black at the tips, white at the roots and gray in between). my mommy, almost all white. my prayer is that when megan look our way again, she would find the wisdom in each strand that age had rebonded…and eventually relaxed.