Acceptance. That word is something we sometimes have trouble, well, accepting. For example, a lot of us grew up to not really embrace what the Creator gave us when it came to our outside looks. No one person is responsible for that -- we tend to put too much stalk on what is ACCEPTABLE to society. I interpreted that my natural hair was not considered beautiful by "society" because it was what I DIDN'T see in magazines, television, etc. I had chemical relaxers on my head even in 5th grade -- we all did it. Straight hair seemed to be preferred even among my peers.
Now coming full circle to today, I realize wearing natural hair proudly isn't that big of a deal. Even though there are days I really am not "feeling" it, I can't deny the versatility that went beyond my expectations. I can do braided styles more safely with this hair, add hair, leave it alone in a fro, twist it up…
This long-winded post may sound like it's just about my hair. But it's about a little bit more. There is a difference between acceptance and apathy. It comes down to realizing what is really important and what is not. The important being to remain open, love yourself enough to embrace change and allowing yourself to ultimately trust what you previously assumed was NOT acceptable.