I remember when I used to HATE my curly hair. I resented the fact that, at the first sign of humidity, my hair would turn into a big poof ball and look like an Afro.
Not saying I don’t like Afros, but I thought it made me look ugly.
Truth be told, I just hated my curly hair.
I would straighten it daily, in hopes that maybe one day, my hair would permanently stay straight. It didn’t help, also, that people told me my curly hair was ugly, too.
It wasn’t until the beginning of 2013 that I started to actually begin liking my natural self.
I put down the flat iron and started to love my natural curls. The curls Yahweh made me to naturally have and love.
Now, I am thankful that Daddy gave me curly hair because it is different and unique. I know how to take care of my natural hair better and I have learned that natural is better, anyways.
After about a year, my curls are beginning to redefine themselves. I remember at the beginning of my natural hair journey. My curls weren’t as curly as they are now.
I woke up one morning and it seriously looked like someone had chopped off 5 inches from my hair. I began to freak out. If you know me personally, you know I don’t trust just anyone with my hair. I have had one too many bad experiences with people playing with my hair.
Little did I know, my curls were finally back in full force.
I will tell you now, it has been a long journey since going natural. However, I am loving every single moment of it.
I will write a post about my natural hair journey and what products I use in my hair, within the next couple of weeks.
My point: Be thankful for what Daddy has given you, and love your natural self.
I love you.