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Christi Milligan is wife and mother of five who lives in Newark, Delaware. In her spare time...who are we kidding? She has no spare time! Instead, she steals little moments to write about her life as a stay-at-home mom and Daughter of the King. She loves family, and is thankful...

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  1. Perfect timing!! A friends fb status had just mentioned the Clairol Fairies that visited her, and made me wonder (for 1/2 second) if I should request they visit me again…it has been years since their last visit! I joked that “I love my gray hairs best”, but recently letting my hair grow out after years of wearing it “sassy short” reminded me how very gray I’ve gotten! The over 50 isn’t so much about fighting the aging process, but more about wanting to look graceful when I’m 60!
    It’s true though, the best thing I can wear is a smile, the worst – a sour disposition. Bring on the years, or take me home!! I want to be remembered by how well I love others, how much I love God, and how well my heart functioned – not medically – but spiritually. Let my face wrinkle with laugh lines, my eyesight fail at judging others but radiate His love with tenderness, my ability to endure physical exercise wither, but my heart break for the lost. Just give me Jesus!!

  2. Perfect timing!! A friends fb status had just mentioned the Clairol Fairies that visited her, and made me wonder (for 1/2 second) if I should request they visit me again…it has been years since their last visit! I joked that “I love my gray hairs best”, but recently letting my hair grow out after years of wearing it “sassy short” reminded me how very gray I’ve gotten! The over 50 isn’t so much about fighting the aging process, but more about wanting to look graceful when I’m 60!
    It’s true though, the best thing I can wear is a smile, the worst – a sour disposition….(more @ my blog…)

  3. This was so adorable. It’s how we all feel, us girls. I’m so glad you empathize with your daughter and can lovingly teach her about how beautiful she really is. I really loved reading this.

  4. Thank you for the sweet reminder of what counts…when I was bemoaning turning 40, one friend said “Praise the Lord! He has allowed you to be here 40 years.” No more whining over here 🙂

  5. I love this! And the reason I do is because I’d decided about five years ago to stop colouring my hair and let the natural beauty of it shine through. And it has! My hairdresser likes to call my gray hair ‘a pretty blonde that doesn’t need colouring’. The only person who likes to call it gray is my mother. It’s hurtful but I know how I REALLY look! We are who we are, we can’t change that because we’re not supposed to. And I’m satisfied with that 🙂

  6. Yes…the roots…a while back I feel like the Lord let me hear and see every grumpy gray hair lady…by the end of the day, I quickly realized that no one grows old gracefully without really letting God come and transform. That day I asked God…I want to be gray and gracious. Well…for my age54, I am not very gray…I don’t know what that says about my progress:)
    Blessings~

  7. Beautiful post.

    Being a beautiful person, a truely cherished daughter of God, is the real beauty that we are called to.

    But, oh my goodness, if that isn’t the HARDEST pill to swallow at 14.

    I remember that after I had a bad haircut as a teenager my mom took me to get a pedicure. Even though we had discussions about inner beauty and what God really desires us to “look” like, it was nice that she acknowledged just how “traumatic” the haircut was. Because, at fourteen, it really was!

  8. I actually relished turning 40 & then some (47). If I have gray hairs, laugh lines, etc.–I’ve earned them caring for my aging parents, working hard, just plain life!

    I’ve learned that true beauty is not in the outside adornment of a person, but their attitudes and actions–they speak loud & clear!

  9. Loved this! Just turned 40 in December and the gray hairs have been having a party on my head. I bought a few boxes of hair color but just haven’t been able to follow-through with it yet.

  10. As you know I have given up the “bottle” awhile ago and as I had a hard time coming to grips with “the older women” staring back at me as I look into the mirror I am reminded that I am who I am because I have a loving God who has a plan for me. I am sure that plan does not have whether I am white haired or black but if I am obedient to him and his word.

    I can concentrate more on other things in my life then whether it is time to cover those grays and what will people think if I don’t.

    Thanks Christi for always having the right wisdom and putting us on track. God loves us for us!!!

  11. Oh my, I wrote about my horrible, awful haircut in college yesterday and the vulgar grace I found through it. And I am right there with you in this decade of standing at the makeup counter – I know all the Chanel girls by name, really. Its hard to see yourself transform into something you don’t want, but the grace in it is the shift to what matters most in His love over us. I have a sixteen year old, and she teaches me a lot about inside beauty. She is much wiser than I was at that age. And I am grateful.

  12. Spot on, sistah! I turn 40 in a few weeks. I want to rejoice in this age (as Maureen said), and not bemoan it. I attended a b-day celebration for a woman last night turning 60 and it seems that she has less gray than I do! My hair gal calls greys “sparkles” and I love that! But I’m still learning how to embrace my sparkles and I’m finding it difficult. I shall post that verse from Proverbs.

    Blessings!

  13. I just hope my “grays” are as beautiful as my paternal grandmother’s were~~soft, silvery and light with the wind. I guess I’ll have to forego the Clairols and the Revlons to find out huh? 🙂

    I miss Mama Reeves!!!!

    Sherry