It Started with a Smile

I was going to get my hair done next week but a look in the mirror yesterday morning convinced me that I was starting to look like Diana Ross. That evening I found myself sitting in the chair getting my hair done when one of the hair stylists passed by several times, her eyes intently glued on me. She had done this the last time I was in too and now it was just getting me a bit weirded out.
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You probably know where I'm going with this already and, yes, when someone is really intently staring at me I tend to wonder if they are trying to figure me out. Afterwards, when my coiffure du'jour was completed, she came by and apologized saying, "I hope you don't mind but every time you come in here I just can't get over how well made up you are; your skin is amazing and you are just so beautiful". Well that just surprised me as I was not expecting anything like that.
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I thanked her and before I knew it my hair stylist and two others had joined in the conversation. It was a cackle now of four women, with the last customer having left much earlier, just chatting, clucking, cackling and laughing as we clustered in a corner of the shop. Soon enough we were talking about relationships, husbands, sex, food, child birth and all things female. At some point we got into hormones, a subject I didn't instigate, and then the conversation made a left turn into menopause, peri-menopause, hormones and hot flashes. I was invited to share my thoughts on how to deal with those hot flashes and hormonal mood swings.
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After spending over an hour of cackling, we called it a night. My hair stylist gave me a warm hug and I left her with a plate of my Greek Cookies. She softly said to me, "You know, they have no idea.....no idea whatsoever". She had a grin from ear to ear as she said it. She was elated for me. She knew I was comfortable, that I was happy and in my element as who I am. "That's just our little secret", she quipped as we parted ways. I've never been so sure about anything in my life as I am now. The day is coming when no one need ever know and it will be coming soon.

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  1. Sophie LynneDecember 10, 2015 at 10:36 AM

    I am so happy for you as well! Stories like yours gime hope!

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  2. UnknownDecember 21, 2015 at 10:49 AM

    Blessings Christen!

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  3. Beth LockeDecember 22, 2015 at 5:59 AM

    To pass is pretty amazing, to belong, even more so. I am so happy for you! Such a wonderful moment, I'm glad that memory will live with you, it's a good one!

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