Eileenrush
07-20-2020, 09:05 AM
I am a seventy-five year old who once a month put a little color in her hair to cover the few white hairs peeking through. Hail the pandemic and no hairdressing salons so “forget the color” started. I witnessed a few white hairs turn into a sea of white foam on top. The salons opened and I decided I would continue to suffer that strange lady in the mirror. The last of the dark dye was cut off and a very self conscious white headed old lady ventured into the grocery store. With mask in place and tepid step, I walked behind a big cart and headed into Publix. A lady, I did not know, pushing a cart full of groceries, looked right at me (I shriveled inside). “What beautiful color hair you have” she exclaimed loudly causing many heads to turn and surprisingly all gave an affirmative nod. Stunned, I thanked her, and quickly moved on. However, she did not realize the tremendous value and affect of her words. With a little lilt in my step I finished my shopping and left that store a very much younger seventy-five year old. Please do not be afraid to say those few kind words, they can change someones life in The Villages, Florida’s Friendliest Home Town.