Somewhere, There's Still A Woman

So, I had help with Jack today and she came with us on a few errands.  It was nice to get out of the house for once and on the way home I realized my middle son could use a haircut. While we were there I thought perhaps I should get one as well. I honestly don't remember when's the last time I got my hair trimmed, but if split ends could speak they'd confess it's been a while. I am under five feet and have huge hair like that princess in the Disney cartoon, "Brave," minus the flaming red gorgeousness.

 

It's not always easy having this big mop of curls, especially when the last thing you think about is caring for how you LOOK.  Not to mention the constant reminders I get from these stylists who often comment on my shaggy appearance, "Don't worry, we can fix that."  Like I've got the time to moisturize my strands.  There are some days I cannot remember if I brushed my teeth or not...I've honestly left the house not knowing at times...
 

Anyway, she gave me a great look, curls and all, for a fraction of what I normally pay and I am so happy to have found her.  She actually said, "you are beautiful," and I felt prettier than I had in a long time. From time to time I still wonder how haggard I must look to well-manicured moms and her comments made me feel wonderful.

Funny, she had to blow my hair straight to cut it evenly and I looked like a completely different lady when she was through, almost a modern woman. Jack kept coming over to touch it my hair, so silky and smooth and LONG for a few minutes, and he said, "You look like a mermaid, so pretty, Momma Laura ." And I really felt like a pretty lady afterall, because if anyone is brutually honest, it's Jack, and he must have meant what he said to muster up all those words. The best part is he probably doesn't care one bit what I look like on a daily basis, for more than anyone I know, he really understands what's inside is what really counts. But the look on his face told me he was glad I had a little bit of fun, and it was worth it just for that.

May you always recognize the blessings....