A Dim Reflection

I was trying out my flatiron/curling iron while Logan was just floating in the tub.

He likes to relax and think and float with a bath bomb before it’s time to get washed up, shampooed and rinsed off.

I was trying to straighten my hair and flip the ends around. I do my hair in sections because I have a lot of hair.

I was halfway done with sections of my undone hair pinned up and completed curled sections hanging down.

Logan told me that my hair looks ugly that way!

At least he’s honest!

Well, I admit, it usually takes me a couple try’s to get it right with a new flat/ curling iron.

I told him to wait for it to be totally finished then tell me.

As I finished up he said,

” You should see yourself. You look awesome!”

I replied ” do you mean see the back of my hair in the mirror?”

Logan said ” Yes, the back of your hair in the mirror.”

I looked at the back in the mirror and it wasn’t too bad. It’s not quite what I expected,but better than it was when I had it twisted up in sections.

I couldn’t see the back until I looked in the mirror.

Logan thought it looked awesome.

Others see things about us differently than we see ourselves.

That’s how this grief journey feels.

Others see us differently than we see ourselves.

They might think we look awesome or are keeping it together, pushing through.

However, we feel like our hair isn’t behaving and it’s all pinned up every which way in sections. Exhausted, barely surviving, getting through.

Some days are better than others. Just like we have good hair days and bad hair days.

I’m trying to be kind to myself. I encourage you to be kind to yourself too.

1 Corinthians 13:12
For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.

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