I only wash my hair every other day now. Really, my Mom washes my hair. That is a, “Best Case” scenario, if I don’t feel well, it is #DirtyHairDontCare!!! Which has been happening a lot more lately. I say this because today may be a night when my white hair is, “A beacon” as my Mom called it a couple days ago when she took this picture:
I’ve never really been concerned about my looks and I just comb my hair with one of those $.$.99 combs. It’s my Dad‘s comb. He used to get them at the hospital. Luckily, my Mom has brought me a few of them that she is found in closets in her house since he has been gone. I comb my hair in the morning and let it fall how it does. I am interested to see if I will get a beacon tonight but I think that’s pretty possible, I just hope the white hair doesn’t get any friends! At least not anytime soon!!!