Thank You! (For Being There for Me While I Go Gray!)

I just wanted to thank all of you for being there.  And there.  And there.   And there.  I was feeling a little blue tonight.  I don't know what came over me.  Some of you dear readers on this blog might not know that I've made the decision to quit coloring my hair.  I'm going gray.  And for the most part I'm excited about the decision.  Yay!  No more coloring every three to four weeks.  No more being embarrassed about the roots.  Now, I'll be flaunting them (what other choice do I have?) See the gray hair in the box below?  😼

But, for some reason, a thought popped into my head tonight.
Most of me doesn't worry about what other people will think once I'm gray.  I'm sure I can pull it off!  I started wondering what I would think when I look in the mirror.   And it actually got to the point that I actually cried about it!  About hair!  It's just hair, people!  

Why should the color of my hair determine who I am as a person?  You know what?  I KNOW I have gray hair.  I've been getting gray hair since my early twenties.  Gray hair is not going to be any new thing for me.  But. . . . so much of it actually looking back at me in the mirror will be!  

I've had varied responses to my news of going gray.
  My hubby doesn't really want me to do it.  My kids told me to keep my "black" hair.  A lot of people have said, "uuuuhhhh, I don't know.  I don't think I could do it"   It's amazing the responses you get when you tell people you are going gray.  A lot of people tell me "You're too young to go gray!"  And now I'm wondering if the gray will make me feel older.
The actuality of it was bound to hit me sometime.  I remember at the beginning of last year when I thought I was going through perimenopause (and I still think I am).  It hit me hard in the beginning and I cried.  And cried.  And then I didn't think about it much again after that.  I wonder if this will be like that.  I think it will.  I'm just having a momentary moment of nostalgia.  I certainly will miss my brown hair.  It's been with me a long time.

But, it's time to move on.  I need to embrace what God has given me.  And God has given me gray hair.  When he was making me, it wasn't a decision he made lightly, I'm sure.  I've had my fun playing dress up with my hair.  Now, it's time to grow up.

Does that mean that I'm not going to be silly any more?  Will I still consider myself a girl instead of a lady or a woman?  No to the first question.  And yes to the second.  I can't consider myself any other way.  I'll be a silly girl with gray hair.  Now. . . to throw this tissue away and move on with my life!

But, anyway!  Back to the "Thank You".  Thank you for being there to cheer me up.  I've loved visiting your sites and seeing all of your fun Wordless Wednesday posts.  Just for that one moment when I was a little bit sad, you guys cheered me up!

UPDATE (4/4/2017):   I made it through the Going Gray process unscathed!  It's been almost a little over 5 years since I began and almost 5 years since I chopped off my hair into a pixie to speed along the process.  I seriously don't even remember writing this original post!  That just goes to show you that going gray is do-able and that you won't remember the emotions from the beginning!  If you're in the process of going gray, stay strong my friend!  It WILL all be worth it!

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