The View From Here – No More Grey
I gave in.
I coloured my hair this weekend and I feel like a new person.
I don’t know if you can blame the pandemic on this one.
For over a year I have been letting the natural colour take over. It’s been a long process. I was determined to embrace my natural colour. I even got a few compliments on it. My step mom asked me if I had it coloured.
People are very decided on hair colour. Some embrace the grey and the natural look. Others refusing to give up the colour.
I gave it a year. I embraced it. I even loved it at some points.
But I missed the feeling I got from colouring it. Feeling younger, yes. But feeling more alive.
I watched last week as Sharon Osborne opened up about leaving her grey behind and going back to colouring her hair and I felt the connection. She said all it took was one look in the mirror before her birthday and she said she didn’t recognize the person looking back. She looked and FELT old. Me too, Sharon. Me too.
Maybe it’s because the world is dark and negative. Skies are more cloudy than anything else. The weather is changing. Numbers are going up around us – covid cases on the rise.
I’ve been sitting and staring at this box of colour for months. So I finally did it.
Change is good.
It invigorates you. It inspires you. It gives you confidence.
I don’t know if it will last or I’ll want to go back to the grey. All I know is I was craving change. In a world where we’re feeling stuck in this pandemic.
A cheap box of hair colour changed how I was feeling about myself – even if just for a short time.
My oldest daughter picked the colour and when she noticed the change said “How does it feel to not be old anymore?”
I’m not sure I was feeling any older. But working from home, feeling isolated and alone, it all takes its toll. The colder weather has me not wanting to really get dressed for work any more. I’m getting lazier with my appearance. I needed to change things up and bring some life back to these just-turned-49 bones! (laugh).
Have you done anything to change how you look or feel? When do women hit their “mid life crisis?” Am I due? Is fighting aging part of the process?
I thought I was ready to embrace it. I guess not.
Now if only I could get a hair appointment to “fix” the bangs I tried in a hurry to cut myself I’d be doing alright. (smile)
