They are My Threads of Wisdom

Months ago now, I woke up one morning, 

looked in the mirror and thought:

I should dye my hair.

This was a thought I'd had nearly every three weeks or so for years and years, ever since the grays that had started sprouting when I was 16 began taking over to great degree.

It was also--by the way--a thought made of an inherent 

I-am-too-young-for-this cultural shame, which held me in its sway until this particular morning, when I thought:

I should dye my hair...

and then, didn't.

And then, the next morning, 

I woke up and had the same thought.

And still, I didn't.

et cetera.

I thought I'd have to blog about it,

tell you all the reasons,

explain myself,

justify myself,

warn you so you wouldn't freak out

argue that gray does not mean old, and even if it did, old is not bad,

et cetera.

I thought I'd have to blog about it,

but then....

I didn't.

Because, it turned out:

I didn't care, what anyone thought.

It turned out:

I really love my gray hair.

It also turned out, by the way, that others loved it too--

from colleagues, friends, strangers, I heard:

"stunning"

"hair-envy"

"so beautiful!"

et cetera.

Then, last night, I was waiting for a table in a local place,

and interacting quite a bit with the sweet boy taking names.

When it was finally time to go to said table,

he took the blinking-red your-table-is-ready thing,

looked at me shyly, and said with genuine awe:

I really love your hair.

It's brill-iant.

And I thought

a) He thinks I did this on purpose

in what has become a [very timely for me] trend,

and then, b).

For the sake of record-keeping,

let the blog say this:

I really love my hair too,

and yes--that is brilliant.

It is, in fact, my very own story.

I remember the words of a Truth-telling friend,

who looked at me with his Holy Spirit eyes and said:

Dear girl, you have been to the mountain-top, 

where those who look to Him radiate His face.

And hence my face shall never be covered in shame,

but will instead declare:

These are my threads,

of Wisdom.