Arctic Snow

So, I am 7 1/2 months in now, and I finally have the gray really framing my face. With this most recent picture I really feel like I look old. Maybe it was just a bad hair day, but it's weird to see almost pure white hair all around my face. The bangs do have a touch of dye left, but it's hard to see.

I am missing my brown hair, even my fake brown hair. I don't miss coloring, and I am glad that it's no longer part of my life. But this process is about more than hair. It's about accepting and embracing the changes in my life, making peace with aging, and loving the woman who is no 'spring chicken' anymore. I am glad I am taking my time and letting the color grow out slowly. I think I might have gotten overwhelmed and discouraged if I had stripped the hair, or cut a pixie, and was completely gray so quickly. This slower process is giving me time to adjust and get used to the change.

So maybe it will be at just the right spot for a great Cruella Deville costume in October. I should go looking for a white mink coat and a cigarette holder ....