three years ago i arrived at the house of some friends for the weekend and discovered i'd forgotten my hairbrush and comb.
three years ago i discovered it felt good to not fuss with my hair.
three years ago a little voice in my head whispered, why don't you stop fussing with your hair?
three years ago i listened to that voice.
three years ago my hair began separating, forming tiny knots.
three years ago i had no idea of the patience that would be required, the acceptance i would need to learn, the frustrations i would go through with my forming dreads.
three years ago i had no idea i'd still, even now, be waiting for my dreads to grow! [although look how much they've grown since the two-and-a-half-year mark.]
three years ago i had no idea i'd still, even now, be waiting for my dreads to grow! [although look how much they've grown since the two-and-a-half-year mark.]
three years ago i could not see the changes in my life - new relationships, new loves, a new faith - that my dreads would be witness to.
three years ago i had no idea just how awesome it would feel to have ropes of knotted hair swinging about my head [especially in the mornings when my hair requires ZERO attention!].
three years ago i didn't realise that i'd come to know each of my 33 dreads individually, that my fingers would learn to recognise each one by its shape and texture.
i wonder where my dreads and i will be in another three years?
6 comments:
Love it! Happy 3rd birthday to them!
I'm still envious. :)
Lisa, thank you! [And, you know, you could grow dreads ...]
Looking good!!!
oh good grief - has it really been three years!!!
Where has the time gone!
Well, it has to be said that they are really suiting you now and settled in :)
wow! 3 whole years? You must be a very patient person! They suit you nicely!
I like your tattoo too!
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