I Am Not My Hair

It’s raining like mad this morning. I needed it. Rain feels so cleansing. It’s like all the tears that I want to cry but can’t.

I remember a night where I walked in the rain. It was winter in Michigan. I had my hair up and the rain felt like kisses from God on the back of my neck. I felt so loved.

I need to feel that love today.

This is one of my favorite songs and it’s in my head this morning. I put it on the bottom of my blog.

Here’s the link to the youtube video.




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