Time to Dye

I am a very lucky woman. 


Gracing my kitchen counter, a box of hair dye awaits.  Why am I still dyeing my hair?  Because I’m not ready to embrace full grey quite yet.  I love the look on other women, but for me I would like to milk a few more years out of my box of dye before I make the commitment to sport a full head of grey.

I anticipate I will know the time to go all grey.  It’s like when I knew our family was complete at three children or that I was too old to sport the mini skirt with army boots.  Wistfully, I bid goodbye to a chapter well lived, but with the peace that it was time to move on.

I feel it will be the same when it’s time to embrace my natural hair color.

But what does this have to do with being a lucky woman…stay with me.

Not me, but look how pretty her grey hair is. I hope I can rock that kind of look one day.
Photo by Natasha Brazil on Unsplash

My Boys

In my household, I’ve been blessed to have two lovely boys…boys who currently tower over me and make me feel cared for, yet mighty because they both still listen to their mama even if they have to implement a bit of sass to let me know that they are deciding to listen, not because they have to.  This, in my opinion, is the best kind of listening.  They talk too…and not always about things that fill my heart with delight.

The Sign It’s Time

One of my sons has taken it upon himself to be the indicator that it is time for my hair to be dyed.  It usually happens when my mind is elsewhere focused on making dinner, feeding dogs or thinking about how lovely my children are.  The one-sided conversation usually goes like this…

“Mom, you’re looking a little grey.  Have you decided to let your hair go all grey like *so and so.*”   He looks serious, but his eyes twinkle as he continues.

“You’re starting to look a little old.” 

As I start to rant about his being responsible for most of my grey hair and how it is a sign of deep, deep wisdom, he rapidly exits.

Such is the signal that it’s time to get out the box of hair dye…without fail…every two to three months.

Yep, I am a very…very…very…lucky woman who now has two children in my Will.

This is usually the kind of mess I make dyeing my hair, but I’m too cheap to get it done professionally.
Photo by mohit suthar on Unsplash

Do you dye your hair? If so, why or why not? I’m gathering info for my own transition.

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