Every few months it works out that I go directly from seeing my therapist to a hair appointment. The therapy I refer to here is someone I talk to about all that has happened over the last three years. She helps me sort through my thoughts and feelings about my life and she keeps me moving forward in this new, foreign world I find myself living in without my mom and without my full sight (the loss of both occurred five months apart, to the day). She gives me different ways to think about things and approaching upcoming events.
As for my hair appointment, what woman doesn’t look forward to getting her gray covered and her split ends cut away? There’s nothing like styling your ‘do the day after you’ve had it refreshed. As silly as it may sound, it’s like you’re starting anew, with confidence and the slight inkling that anything is possible.
It’s a good day when your head gets a makeover, both inside and out. Although I can’t see myself too well in the mirror, I know the sprucing up of my hair looks good. Therapy reboots my psyche and shores me up for the coming weeks. I may still have a down day every so often,and that’s ok. One of the things I have learned in therapy is that some days you just have to sit with your circumstances. I just hope that those days come soon after a hair appointment. If things are going to get ugly on the inside, at least the outside will look good!
