#158 - Don't Like Odd Compliments...

...unless they are from people that I'm very fond of!

This was a volunteer week for me.  I always enjoy gathering with my senior groups, laughing around the quilt covered tables. Mary made me laugh more than anyone on Tuesday. She was downright giddy over my hair. She could hardly concentrate on anything else because she... loved my waves and color! Every 5 minutes or so, she stopped and shook her head and oohed and aahed over my hairdo. "I want my hair to do that!" 

Mary eventually told me about a man she'd met at a nursing home who had hair just like mine. ​ That just cracked me up. She wasn't in love with my hair. She was in love with a memory. "Well I hope he was handsome." I said. And I'm guessing he was by the way she grinned.  Then Mary's story made me think of my dad's wavy hair. He is not in a nursing home, but I'm guessing Mary would think my dad was pretty handsome.

A Second Compliment

 Today I volunteered at the assisted living center where my mom moved 12 years ago. I saw Myrna, who used to clean Mom's room, when Mom was in the early stages of Alzheimer's. Myrna and I hadn't seen each other since I'd returned after cancer. She hugged me and smiled at my new hair. "Oh you are looking more and more like your mother!" She smiled so sweetly.
Hmmm? That's a thought. My gray hair and wrinkles are aging me... so I look about 80? 

But I love sweet Myrna, who was so good to my mom. Those words made me laugh and then smile. I will take that compliment, happily.

Missing Mom

I'm actually happy to know I look like my mom. Her hair was soft and white, in this photo 10 years ago.

I miss having Mom at my Quilt Group gatherings.

Dad's Good Hair

And Dad's always had a good head of hair! It was dark and more wavy when I was a child, but now it looks a bit similar to my white-ish, short hair.

As I said, I don't mind funny compliments if they are from good and sincere people. 

And I especially don't mind, when they lead me to thinking about other special people.