Getting a Trim

   You know the opening for the title song from Hair? The one where the guy is sitting in jail screaming, "No! No! No! NO!" That's how I feel about change. My hair style has changed little since the 60's. I like long hair. I think it is feminine on women, and sexy on men. Of course we change and adapt. I started coloring my hair to hide the grey, and it started thinning all of it's own accord. Change just doesn't seem to stop coming. My hairdresser keeps telling me I need to trim my hair more often for it to grow. I understand that will make my hair healthier, but I want it long, and the act of cutting it makes it shorter!

   On this Labor Day weekend in the ocean resort areas near where I reside, change is being celebrated. Thousands of party goers have flocked to this area to close out the summer. It was hot and humid today, but the leaves are starting to turn and there is a chill in the air tonight.
   My husband and I worked in the yard today. I was trimming the shrubs, and accidentally took off the wrong branch. I do not usually make these mistakes, and was being very hard on myself. My husband said, "Don't worry. It will grow back." I was sure it wouldn't recover. I moved aside some branches for further inspection. At the bottom, where I had cut a branch last spring, there were shoots coming off of it. Maybe it would grow back, thicker and healthier. Maybe it would start to grow in the proper direction... Hmmm.

   As a person who normally hates change I wait until it is forced upon me. Sometimes I go down kicking and screaming, "No! No! NO!" Most of the time I choose not to complain, but here's an idea. What if we choose to change and grow in a new direction? This is a very foreign idea for me. I know it seems simple, but is it really? What do I need to trim in order for me to grow? What direction should I grow in? What if there really are no limits? What if you really can do or have anything you want? You may think it's silly, but this idea perplexes and frightens me.

   In this blog I will be sharing my thoughts, and probably the occasional rant, about life's changes, challenges, joys and successes. I'm just an average 47 year old woman, struggling with anxiety and depression, and striving to be a better person than I was last year, and in case you were wondering, here's a cat...