My Dreadlocks Always Come First!

Throughout my lifetime of short or long hair, I never ever had an issue with my hair getting in the way of day to day happenings.  However since having my dreadlocks, I see that they have a mind of their own and at the most in opportune times too.

Snorkeling in the Caribbean Sea, trying my very best to get over my fear of water, not bath tub water, I'm talking about vast water, deep water, crystal clear water.  My hubby takes my hand and leads me into shallow water, around 2 meters deep, he lets go and points in the direction of the sea grass below.  Three sea snakes laying motionless across the sea grass.  A little apprehensive to snorkel over them, I eventually pluck up the courage to move closer to Barry.  I turn my head looking to the left and then as I move my head to look back ahead... one of my dreadlocks swings around and lands right across my mask!  All I saw was a dark long 'thing' and in my minds eye it was alive and sucking to my mask.  A screech and kicking of fins, I finally realised that it was just a dreadlock.  No crazy sea creature trying to suck my mask off!  

Coffee while maintaining a clients hair, I turn my head and 'ploop' a dreadlock dips itself into my cup of java.  Every single time without fail! 

Sleeping at night poses its own challenges.  If I am not lying on a lonesome sleepy dreadlock then Barry is.  It's quite a shock to my sleepy system when I move but can't because I am pinned down to my pillow by the brute strength of my man.

When leaving home, I always always make sure my dreadlocks are under control and looking beautiful.  After a short stint to the shops I get back, peak in the mirror and there will be one adventurous dreadlock pointing straight up to the sky.  Now know as my 'mamma antenna'.  Not a soul in my home will tell me that the adventurous dreadlock is out of it rightful place.

Hiking is always loads of fun.  Dreadlocks are tied up and ready for an adventure.  I will hike for kilometres and right at the end of the hike I will walk past a tree and 'whooop'! one of my dreadlocks will be stuck on a thorn or small branch.  As hiking with a mirror is NOT cool, I always have to ask someone in our hiking party to 'unhook' me!

My journey with dreadlocks is never ever uneventful.  My dreads keep me company, they make me (and those around me) chuckle, they enjoy adventure and know just how to scare the hell out of me when I least expect it!  My Dreadlocks always come first ;-).

Living and loving this journey!

Love and light always.

Blu