Years ago, I told Mark and the girls that I wanted to be the kind of grandma that had white hair, a big smile, gave big hugs, and smelled like lavender! I was still working when I became a grandmother and had a job that didn't allow for a skunk trail on my head while my hair grew out. So, once I retired, I made the decision to let my hair grow out and see just how WHITE my hair really was. I figured if I didn't like it, I could always go back to coloring it.
Little did I know that I would be STYLIN...and I didn't have the expensive ticket price! Now that it has almost grown out, I am learning that my hair is much whiter in the front than in back like my mother's, is a totally different texture than before, and I actually can't wait for it to go totally white.
Mark took a photo of me to post (personally don't like selfies) so I could share it will all of you who have not seen me in a while so, next time you see me, you won't be surprised. The first time Rory saw me after the change she said, "Grammy, you look like Frozen!" I laughed and agreed, I am starting to look like Elsa, but I think she's whiter than I am. Hummm, maybe that is what started the Granny hair movement.
If I'm starting to look old..I might as well embrace it! |
I love mine! I am starting my own skunk trail.
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