Hair troubles

Let me just say that I'm VERY thankful to have my own hair, it's a blessing. I think I've wet my hair down about four times this morning trying to find a style that I like and I'm giving up for today. I have a wicked calick (?sp) that I've always had (chemo doesn't get rid of some things) and I'm starting to learn that mousse and curly hair do not mix! It's a bit humbling to learn what hair products work and what doesn't at my age but I'm truly starting over hair-wise. I've always envied my friends with naturally curly hair as I grew up with the straightest of hair, however, I'm starting to learn that phrase "be careful what you wish for." Curly hair isn't exactly the easiest hair to work with either, it kind of has a mind of its own. God is even using my new hair to teach me some things about myself, in particular, how difficult it is to work with stubbornness. I'm about as stubborn as they come and I'm really beginning to appreciate God's patience and grace with me. I don't blame Him one bit for allowing me to have my way sometimes and letting me fail miserably. God really is a gentleman, He's not going to force me to follow Him or force me to do things His way which are always best. So each day that I look in the mirror and see my stubborn, curly hair, I'm being reminded to let go and let God.
Today my hair wins, I just don't have the patience to deal with it. Too bad the mullet or Carol Brady look isn't in style these days, that's pretty much the look I'm getting for now. I know I should take pictures to document this period in life....it's definitely humbling. One of these days I'll work up the courage to do it and post a pic. :)