Security Blanket

Herself has a fondness for her hair.  It is long, it is naturally straight and unprocessed, and on occasion, it even seems to be a pretty color - except this past weekend, when Herself was washing her hands and glanced in the mirror over the sink.  She noticed, to her tremendous horror, that there is far too much gray there within her locks.  Alas.

It is time.

She has an appointment tomorrow to have her hair cut and the gray removed.  She's trepidatious, to say the least.  Her hair needs to stay long and straight and the right color.  It needs to feel the same, smell of the same shampoo, move in the same way. It's her security blanket, and changes to one's security blanket are traumatic.

Good luck, hair. We shall see what happens.