I DON’T FUSS WITH MY HAIR ANYMORE – The older I get the more I realize it’s just hair. I use to argue with my hair. I would tell it, go left, go right, go up, go down, make curls or be straight. When I was really angry I would tell it, “It’s my way or the highway”. That generally meant weave.
TODAY I DON’T FUSS WITH MY HAIR – When I wake up in the morning my hair tells me where it’s going. It tells me if it’s going left or going right, if it’s going up or going down. My hair tells me if it will make curls, or if it want to be straight.
FINALLY – Some days it decides not to cooperate at all and, we decide together. I’ve learned to laugh and simply say, I love you. IT’S JUST HAIR!