Our friend passed away in amotorcycleaccident this month, he was only 30 years old & left behind 3 children who are close in age to our three children. He was like a brother to my hubs & was in our wedding. It hit us hard, to say the least. </3 RIP Mark <3
I was a bit nervous to go to his funeral, especially with my crazy baby dreads...but I should have known better, all of our friends love dreads...so it was at my friends funeral the first time people really noticed/commented on/complimented my dreadies...one of our mutual friends also has some gorgeous natural dreads & this was the first time I had seen him since I started my dready journey. Strange, strange day...made me realize I need to see my friends more, since it had been anywhere from 2 1/2 months (when I started growing dreads) to two years since I had seen some of them. Also made me realize that the people who love me for who I am are going to love me with dreads too <3
On a much lighter note, I felt the need to wash sooner this week than normal & I counted 75, down from around 80 last time I counted.