Changing Color

I have said many times that change was good, change was growth! What if there are just some things that you don't want to change, is that good or bad?

Alana and I were in the passport office about ten days ago, when I was filling out the documents I had to write in my hair color. Well....Alana thought this was quite funny, because I insisted that it should read at least partially brown and Alana was not so sure. So, we left it blank until we reached the counter. The rest is all behind me. All I can say is at least I still have hair!

As much as I dislike the thought of aging, at times I think that is what keeps me pushing to reverse the affects and to learn more about myself....but no matter what I do the hair keeps on changing at its own free will. Maybe I'm due for the platinum blonde look!

I quite often have to revert back to "progress wisely", because change is inevitable and even though it can be hard to admit, it doesn't take long to realize when sparring with someone a third your age. Then to assist with the fact of not being as fast as I think I once was, I resort to possibly being wiser and more aware of my surroundings....then when all else fails, I humble myself and come to the realization that at this stage of the game, it's a matter of consistent action and continuing to push myself beyond my limits. Life is truly good...its really a matter perception.

Its only hair!

Darcy Regier