We only have one. Life that is. One life to live to the fullest. You can either grab on and say “ohhhh shit” and ride the ride, or sit back and watch everyone else do their thing.
Here I am, with two babies, 31 years old, a nurse who works with the elderly… And I went and dyed my hair all sorts of colors. The night I got it done I was nervous as all hell. The four hour process had my anxiety all up in a whirl! “Everyone is going to think I’m crazy…” or “I’m going to get fired on my first day of work…”
Then, Debi finished, and I looked in the mirror and I almost died from being so happy. I had gotten my hair dyed for my birthday. I felt like a little girl in a candy shop… My hair goals had been achieved! I had finally gone and done it. I’d wanted to dye my hair some beautiful hues for such a long time, I kept holding off, thinking it wouldn’t be professional of a nurse to dye her hair purple and green and blue… But I did it, and the week before I started my new job no less!
I’ve gotten funny looks, I’ve gotten silent, judging stares…which, I’m not going to lie… Got me wondering if this was a good idea. But, then I’d go look in the mirror and smile… Because it was still me in the reflection, just a more colorful me.
Self expression is a beautiful thing.
The reactions I have received at my work have all been positive. The residents I work for, my coworkers and visitors have all complimented, asked me to do a twirl so they could see the back and asked how I came up with this look in the first place. When a woman in her 80’s holds you close so she can see your tresses up close and grins from ear to ear, it’s hard not to do the same in return.
I took the leap and went for something bright and bold, and will most likely do it again, as I don’t think I could ever be without all this extra sass on the top of my head, once a mermaid – always a mermaid… Am I right!?
Moral of this short story!? Do you boo. Do you all the damn day, don’t let anyone stomp out your flame, because at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter what you look like, what color your hair is, what tattoos you have, the clothes you wear… It doesn’t matter because on the inside you will always be the same old you.
I have “oilslick” hair and I am a bachelors prepared nurse, an advocate, a mama of two, a wife, a daughter, a sister, a tie dyer, a sewer, an artist…
Still me, in all my mermaid hair glory.
Peace & Love