Last week I shared that I would be giving up fear for Lent. As one friend commented, “You can do that?!?” I don’t know, but I’m going to find out.
I thought I’d begin by tackling something I’ve been avoiding for years due to fear. I colored my hair.
Yeah, I know, lame fear. But let me give you some background. The summer after I turned 30 I was stung by two yellow jackets and got to experience full-blown anaphylaxis. After three decades of doing nothing more than whine and dab some baking soda on a bee sting, I was suddenly allergic. More than a little.
Not long after that the devil whispered a little something in my ear. He said that if I could develop a bee-sting allergy, I could develop an allergy to other things as well. Have you READ the allergy warning on the hair coloring box?!?
Warnings: Hair color products may cause allergic reactions, which in rare cases can be severe. Tattoos may increase the risk of allergy to this product. Conduct a skin allergy test 48 hours prior to each application. Even if you have already used coloring products before.
At least I don’t have tattoos. As a result of the above, I haven’t colored my hair in years. But the grays are getting more noticeable. I tried to tell myself I simply wasn’t vain enough to color my hair, but let’s be honest, it was just plain old fear.
So I prayed and I conducted a skin allergy test. And I only imagined ONCE that I was experiencing a weird throat tickle. And after 48 hours (I know, I’m the only person to EVER follow the directions), I colored my hair. And it wasn’t scary at all. Except for the part where it didn’t cover all the gray. Apparently I have stubborn grays. That seems about right.
But you know what was kind of funny? I was excited the morning I woke up and knew I’d be coloring my hair. Part of it was imagining how amazing my hair would look, but a bigger part was that I was no longer ashamed of harboring a silly fear. I gotta say, it felt good. Plus, in spite of a few lingering grays, my hair feels downright luxurious.