Okay….last day of “The Best Of…” and then I’m going to back to good ol’ regular posts. =)
This one was funny….because when people saw the title, they immediately thought Jimmy and I were breaking up….
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I hate breaking up. Someone always gets hurt.
I thought when I got married, I would never have to feel the pain of being left again. (My husband is much too smart to ever leave me, you see.)
But, I was wrong.
My heart is about to break, because I’m getting ready to go through yet another break up. And. I. Just. Can’t. Say. Goodbye.
When I said here, that my longest relationship to date is my marriage to Jimmy….I lied. But, it was an accidental lie. You see, I’ve been in denial. I. Just. Can’t. Say. Goodbye.
It’s time you knew. There is someone else.
Her name…
{yes, I said her.}
Her name is Aviva. And she is my hair therapist. And she is leaving me.
It was between me and love in San Fran….and apparently, love won out.
Aviva and I have been together for close to ten years. We been through boyfriends, job changes, career changes, marriages, babies, anxiety….you name it and we have been through it together.
We’ve also been through lots of hair changes. Red, black, red and blonde, black and red, blonde one shade, blonde another shade. Short hair, medium hair, layered hair, bangs, no bangs, long hair, pregnant hair, after pregnancy hair, and more recently….gray hair.
Wherever Aviva goes, there I have gone too. From this salon to that salon, I have followed. And when she was inbetween salons, my dear girl came to my house, put foil in my hair in the backyard and then stood barefoot in my tub to wash out the color.
She has been dedicated. She has put up with my demands. She knows me, my hair, my heart, my issues….woah, the issues, and yet she still let me come back every 6-8 weeks to sit in her chair.
And now she’s leaving.
My hair is scared. Who will understand the way it likes the blonde to begin at the root? Who will know that striped highlights aren’t it’s thing? Who will know the difference between a bob and a short cut? Who will know the difference between being blonde and the other kind of being blonde?
More importantly, who will listen to my stuff and get it? Who will be right there with me when I need to laugh, or cry, or go deep. Who will talk endlessly about writing, books and anxiety, and just….get it and all the while they are making me beautiful at the same time? Who has that talent other than Aviva?
So, you see why I’ve been hesitant to talk about this. About her. But, with it being only 6-8 weeks away, I think it’s time to pay her the tribute she deserves.
Thanks Aviva. For getting me through Beauty School Apprenticing, for taking me from blonde to black to blonde again, for helping me overcome wedding day jitters, for rushing me in so I could have cute hair for the birth of my babies…for helping me breathe through an almost panic attack in your chair, for getting deep and personal about God and Jesus, for laughing with me…for encouraging me…
You are so much more than my hair therapist, you’re a special friend and I and my hair will miss you. {And should I get rich, I will so be flying you in every 6-8 weeks! So, be ready.}
© 2009 “Le Musings of Moi”
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GirlFRIEND, I KNOW this heartache. I had to leave my stylist of eight years back in Denver.
We Facebook on a regular basis.
Noone will EV.ER get my hair like she did. I love her. I miss her.
I mourn your loss. I will pray.
Phewf! Just like everyone else, I thought it was a breakup between you and your other half! haha! I can’t say i understand because i still havn’t found that one hair stylist that i love!!! sad… i know! But with a friendship like yours, i am sure time/distance/anything else will not be able to break it!
awwww…that is quite the break up!! i don’t know how you ever handled it!! i’m always on the hunt for ‘the one’…the girl that just gets my hair. when i find her, i’m never letting her go! lol…love you lady, have an awesome week!
The same person cut my hair from age 4 until about three years ago when she started doing hair part time and I could never make it to see her during the times when she worked.
I started going to my mom’s stylist but its not the same….
ugh, that’s the worst. i have never had a hairstylist leave me, but i have had to leave them due to moving. i had the best “make me blond” stylist in Savannah. we moved to Va and i cried. cried cuz i was leaving a place i loved, but also leaving the people i cared for. she was amazing. i continued to see her for a year. i would drive down to visit family and make an appt. it got too expensive. i eventually found a great gal in Va, but the salon owner renovated and to make up the dough lost, she doubled fees. thankfully, in my new town, i have found a great stylist and she creates magical highlights. that reminds me, roots are showing, time for a visit. take care.
I totally understand! It’s so hard to find a good hair stylist and once we do, we never let them go!
I would completely devastated if my stylist and I had a break up. I did have to deal with two maternity leaves of hers, but that was it. Good luck!
You poor honey!
I’m sure she will hold a place in your heart forever. 🙂 May the hair god look fondly upon you, and bless you with another wonderful stylist 🙂
How long ago was this? Because you still have rockin’ hair.. but like i’ve stated previously, you’d look gorgeous with orange hair and a paper sack!
I know exactly how you feel. I just moved 6 months ago and I went to a salon someone recommended to me and I was sooo not happy. I got depressed and starting missing my old hair stylist back home. After many tears, I decided to go to another salon a person recommended to me from church and I found the best person. So I know that it might be hard now and it will be, but hang in there. It will work out!