Life is my son’s tangled hair

Life is one big ball of tangles. 

Knotted up threads that

seem too far gone. 

Like my son’s curly, blonde hair, 

there are times that I want to 

stop brushing and just cut the 

whole lock of hair right off 

because it’s one big ratty, matted mess. 

But I spray a little more detangling solution, 

give my sweet little guy some 

encouragement and gratitude 

for his patience and 

keep working through it. 

Sometimes, one strand at a time. 

Sometimes sacrificing a strand or two 

along the way.

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