It’s been incredibly windy here the last couple of days. We even got a dusting of snow this morning, but it quickly disappeared. We ran a couple of errands early, and as I was rushing back to the car, I caught my reflection in the side mirror. I was laughing as I entered, and told Patrick when he asked what was funny, that I was just thrilled to see my hair blowing in the breeze. Blowing. Yes.
I’m so thankful it’s beginning to get some length, albeit still a bit unevenly. And those cowlicks. I can’t even. But I feel more feminine, which matters to me. And how about those cute Christmas earrings I found?