The Gauntlet has been Thrown

I do not like to be told what to do.

I know that is shocking to some of you, but not exactly a revelation to others.  However, what I like even less that being told what to do is being told what I cannot do.  When someone tells me that I cannot do something, my ear slick back, my head goes down, and I am ready to charge.  I am guessing there may be a pride issue in there, but I have come to accept the fact that it is just the way I am and probably will always be.

A few days ago, during one our morning workouts I was having a conversation with my dear, dear friend Julie.  We were discussing hair.  I was lamenting over the current state of my hair, and the fact that it had gotten longer and I was unsure of what I was to do next.  I mentioned to her, that I really thought it was time to grow it out.  It has been nearly twenty years since I have had hair past my shoulders.  I cut it all off on my eighteenth birthday, and I have never grown it out since.  I have decided to several times, but I always get to that “in between” stage and then I chop it off in a fit of emotional despair. Plus, my husband LIKES short hair, so I have a reason for the constant hacking of my locks.

But, I would like a change.  I would like to be able to pull it up and out of my face. I would like to have a major difference to go with all the work I have been putting into changing my body.  Why not have different hair too!  It would be a whole new me!  So on I went….

Then, my dear, dear friend stopped her feet and looked me straight in the face and said…

I think you can do ANYTHING you set your mind to.  You can lose the weight. You can meet your goals.  You are a strong woman.  You can rule the world, but you cannot, you will not grow out your hair.

My ears slicked back, and my head went down, and I think my eyes might have got little and beady. She does not think I can do it.  She says I CANNOT!

Soooooooooooo, guess who HAS to grow her hair out now.  Just to prove a point.

This girl.

Guess whose husband is less than thrilled that the prospect, and is now refusing to shave his pitiful mustache off because of this?

This girl. 

Guess who will win.

This girl. 

I love you Julie.

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Tancy Griffin

Tancy Griffin is a wife and mother of four wonderful children. Her husband Jeremiah Griffin is a church planter and pastor in Rockford, Illinois.

5 thoughts on “The Gauntlet has been Thrown”

    1. ok… so I don’t remember exactly what you said… I think it was the when I was in bull mode. NOtice I didn’t put it in quotes!

  1. Chuck and I are LAUGHING at you soooo hard and I can JUST SEE your beady little eyes squinting at Julie in defiance. I imagine that you will post a photo of yourself in a few months, with LONG hair! Can’t wait to see it!! 🙂 We miss you guys SOOOO much!!! HUGS and LOVE to you!!! (quick side hugs of course!)

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