Hey Kid: Bad Hair
By the time you read this blog, I probably won't have any hair left. I've always had really, really bad hair. Not just bad hair days, I've had a bad hair life. When you look back at pictures of me as a child I'm either in braids, or a bun, pony tail or curlers. My mother tried everything under the sun to make my hair look good. It didn't work. Bad hair is just that, bad hair. But it doesn't define me. Currently I wear it very short... and it's the closest style that feels right to me, but it took me a long time to figure it out.
My children were blessed with good hair. They get that from Chief. His hair is thick, and lush and perfectly styled... all the time. By the time you meet him, I'm sure it will still all be there, however it will be a lovely shade of shiny grey. Sierra and Steel's hair is a softer brown (closer to my shade) but much thicker and they have more on their heads today than I've ever had... in my lifetime.
I pray you'll have good hair too. It just makes life easier. But if you don't... no worries. It's not a deal breaker I assure you. You may go through phases where it's a major issue in your life (I.e. 2009-2011 for me.) But in the end... it's just hair.
I'm a little nervous about saying that to you because I don't want you to misinterpret me. Chief and I are fairly conservative on our style preferences. We're not into funky colors, mohawks or long hair on boys. People will judge you on your appearance. (Good, bad or indifferent, it's just reality.) You need to be conscious of this and make sure your appearance really represents you and the way you want to be perceived and understood.