Meet my hairstylist: Chelsea Jamet. The first time she did my hair seven years ago it was love. I have followed her from salon to salon over the years because when it comes to hair, Chelsea can do no wrong. Actually the one thing wrong with Chelsea is that she is so hard to get an appointment with. I had to wait a month for this one! Mercy. But she is worth the wait.
A few days ago, I really felt the need for a change. I have worn my hair the same way for twenty some years now. As I've been doing some soul searching lately, I thought it might be nice to see myself in the most natural and humanly way possible. Chelsea reassured me that going natural was "in" right now anyway. But I didn't care too much about what was "in" or "out" this time. I just wanted to see Mindy as she was meant to be.
The boys at home weren't too sure about the change to brown. Thatcher came into the bathroom the next morning where I was getting ready for the day: "Mom, is your hair still brown?" he asked.
"Yes, Thatcher, my hair is still brown."
"Grrrrr," he growled at me and stomped out.
Chelsea said to give it at least a week to get used to, so I have committed to at least that. Some times I love it, and sometimes my chi feels a bit off. But what I love the most is being brave enough to try something new.
My next door neighbor recently saw another fellow neighbor with cancer, riding around the Tree Streets on the back of a big orange chopper. "Oh my gosh! What is Becky doing on the back of that motorcylce?! She's dying!" But seconds later, a switch flipped, and her heart spoke, "No. She's living!"
My heart is also telling me that it's time to LIVE. Stay tuned for more fun changes. This summer is all about trying something new.