From The Bimah: Jewish Lessons For Life

Very often I feel that my hair is not doing anything for me.  It’s just kind of there.  So before Yom Kippur, since I was about to see the entire congregation, I have to confess that in addition to teshuvah, I was thinking about my hair. I shared my dilemma with Shira:  Should I go see my hair stylist, Tami, who works at Dellaria?  Why, she asked.  Because my hair is not doing anything for me, I answered.  I think your hair is fine.  Fine?  Is that all you can say? Married for 36 years?  All you can say is that my hair is fine?  Say more, I said.  OK, she said. Your hair is sparse. Sparse?  What is sparse hair, anyway? I found that very demotivating.  It was the day before Yom Kippur, I had more important things to think about, so I did not see Tami before the day of atonement. However, on the morning after the day of atonement, I was with Tami, who was cutting my sparse hair, we were making pleasant chit chat, and since I have been seeing her f