Oh, But for the Love of a Man

"A husband is a guy who tells you when youÂ’ve got on too much lipstick and helps you with your girdle when your hips stick.." ~ Ogden Nash ~

Before you were married, what secrets did you have from your husband? Did he see for the first time without makeup on your wedding night? Did her find out that you burp when soda bubbles hit the roof of your mouth?

Even if you are not married, but you are dating, or even single, what do you do to yourself to make others think you are perfect?

My husband sees me at me worse and my best. I am not the type of woman that dresses up for him before he gets home or rushes to clean my home. Now I am not nasty or dirty, and I love my husband, as a matter of fact he is one of the reasons why I don't do the whole beauty thing like a lot of other women do before hubby gets home.

My husband gets it that sometimes my day does not allow for a thorough clean up, but rather a sweep and a toy pick up. He gets it that most times when he comes home I may be in sweats and a t-shirt.

When I had my youngest child, my hair started doing its own thing. It was a wild animal with no desire to be tamed. So I decided to braid it up. I had never done this before because from the time I was a child to the time I left California, I always had other people to braid me hair. This time no one was there and I was on my own. So I grabbed my synthetic hair to add to my natural hair and proceeded to learn.

Of course the baby would not give me a chance to get the job done since he was a breastfed baby. Add on top of that the fact the I was trying to add a bag of hair into my own untamed mess. It was all I could not to call 911. Well my husband heard my frustration through all my tears. The next thing I hear is "Honey can you come here please?"

So I go to the back of the house where he is on the computer. He calls me over to the screen and show me a site for those women who choose to wear their in the texture that God gave them. He informed me that he loved women like that who can leave all the chemicals be and just wear their hair naturally.

I started on my new hair journey in February of 2004 and I have not looked back. I love theversatilee styles I can wear. Sometimes I look like Jill Scott, others I may look likePocahontass, and then there are other times when I have a curly look or I may just wear a bun for the day.

As an African American woman I had been discouraged for years from wearing the natural style. I don't knock those who do, I just day don't kick me in the rear just because I have wrapped my love around my "Naps".

God is good in the way He designed me and thanks to my husband, I have truly learned to embrace it.