One of the dreams I had when I woke this morning was my youngest daughter. She is 25. She went to get her hair cut and instead of she got her hair all shaved off and she was very unhappy with it. So what they did was put it all back together and she wore it like a wig. But it didn't look like a wig. It looked good on her. It was long dark straight hair before. And she was wearing clothes she wouldn't normally have worn - trousers with a pink blouse with stripes instead of her track suit. She looked really pretty.
The dream was that she is discovering more about herself than she thinks she is. And I think I was letting her go, separating : I didn't have to sort out her hair. She's moving out and I'm comfortable with that.