Tomorrow is the 3rd haircut in my transition to going “salt & pepper” and letting my “silver highlights” shine!
I have been fortunate, my transition, aided by my most amazing hairstylist & a good shaggy short cut, has been (thus far) a relatively graceful &
I have been fortunate, my transition, aided by my most amazing hairstylist & a good shaggy short cut, has been (thus far) a relatively graceful & pain-free one.
My daughters remarked on our walk last night, how much of my silver they could really see now, especially out in the natural light. It’s weird sometimes; I’ll admit it, to look in the mirror and see this new version of myself unfolding. And yet, I feel comfortable-the fine lines, the gray hair it is me–some think of “going gray” as letting yourself go. Far from it, I workout daily, am a health food devotee, meditate and put great care into how I present myself–(okay, perhaps not always in the comfort of my own home admittedly). But I am growing more accepting of the aging process, choosing to do it gracefully and live in harmony with it, rather than expend so much time & energy fighting it.
I have been told, “I’m brave.”
I’m not…. I am simply making the choice that feels right for me.
I’ve gotten backhanded compliments:“I think it’s awesome. You’d never catch me doing it, but good for you, you’ll look great.” To which I think, never say never my friend and please find a kinder way to show your support. It’s not easy to be the only one of my peers, in my age group, who is choosing to go gray at 45. And I do periodically turn to my husband and say, “Do you think I am going to look old?” To which, he lovingly answers, “You are going to rock it” and calls me a “Silver Siren.”
So tomorrow, when there is yet more salt to my pepper…I hope I can continue to embrace this process, find humor in it’s more awkward moments, be at peace with no longer being told that I look like I could be my daughter’s sister-but instead, look in the mirror and see a strong, beautiful (I am practicing saying that word to myself), vibrant, and yes, “older” version of myself-complete with shimmering silver highlights–and some laugh lines & crows feet to match.
– Deborah Greene