Either we didn't knock loud enough, or a bunch of us knocked on particle board instead of wood, because it appears my eyelashes got spooked.
Since my post last week....
I lost my lower eyelashes and half of my upper eyelashes on my left eye.
Merde.
I'm not going to lie—this stings in a way that feels surprisingly sharp. It's not the dramatic hair loss that kicked off this whole saga a year ago; it's the petty, vindictive betrayal of the tiniest of hairs I thought were on my side. If tears were still an option for me these days (still can't believe it’s been since 2022 since I’ve cried!), I’d be in full-on, dramatic sobbing mode.
Of course, the well-meaning chorus around me will chime in with the usual reassurances: “It’s temporary!” “Don’t worry!” And while I appreciate the sentiment, worrying, at this point, feels almost involuntary. So, to distract my brain from spiraling further into eyelash-related despair, I’ve been deliberately turning my thoughts towards the bigger picture. I started thinking about the long-term direction of this blog, and found myself re-reading some of my older posts.
Why am I hungry for sushi all of a sudden?
Do you remember when I wrote about "ichi-go ichi-e," that beautiful Japanese concept about treasuring fleeting moments? While I was researching "ichi-go ichi-e" back then, I stumbled upon another fascinating Japanese aesthetic philosophy called “wabi-sabi.” “Wabi-sabi” is all about finding beauty in imperfection and impermanence. At the time, "ichi-go ichi-e" resonated more deeply with where I was in my journey, but “wabi-sabi” lingered in the back of my mind. It’s funny how things circle back.
Just this morning, as I was contemplating getting online to write this update, an article about wabi-sabi popped up in my newsfeed. It feels like “wabi-sabi” is exactly the mindset I need right now. Because let’s face it, this whole hair loss (and re-growth, and re-loss…and who knows what’s next?) saga is nothing if not imperfect and impermanent.
So, let's all try to have a wabi-sabi day, shall we? I'll try to stop my muttering expletives under my breath and embrace the cracks, the flaws, the things that are a little…off... in myself and in the world around me. Take a minute to remind yourself that you are perfectly imperfect. (And feel free to tell me as well. Seriously, write me, please. Ya girl needs some TLC.)
Much love,
Kristina 🩷
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