Except for this for my Sue when she learned how to read a challenging book,
I have never colored my hair. I’ve always been proud of it’s color and was afraid if I dyed it, what I had when the color grew out would not be what I have now.
I was born with red hair, but after that was a blondie. And have always considered myself a natural blonde. There are times my hair looks pretty brown, but if I dry it with a hair dryer or let it dry naturally before I pull it back, it is primarily blonde.
I was once at a hairdresser getting a cut and a lady walked by me, pointed at my head and said, “I want her color.” My hairdresser told me a lot of people come looking for what I sport naturally.
That has stuck with me. Obviously.
And it got me thinking about our words. That whole conversation took place over 15 years ago. And I still think of it. That one compliment still impacts me. 15 years.
What will my girls think of my works in 15 years? Caitlyn will be almost 25, Sue almost 24, and Patrice almost 21. What will stick with them? Which of my words will matter to them?
Survive til you Thrive!
