With age comes wisdom. With age also comes grey hair. Then we touch upon the next deep question in life to ponder? Do we dare dye out the greys? I am 41, almost 42. I have three beautiful children and a husband whom I cherish. He is my spiritual partner and my life partner. I always said I would dye my hair when I got older. But something in me has changed lately, a shift in perspective. What if in fact hair color didn’t matter? What if it’s the heart that matters? The love we have for ourselves and our beauty? What if it mattered less that your hair shined and more that your soul shined? Focus on that love. Find it within you and hold it. Never let it go. Don’t end up like me almost 42 finally discovering where you left you’re all along…. let your soul shine proud!
P.s- I still might dye my hair if it gets too grey 🙂