I’m ready to ditch the dye once and for all! I think. This is something I’ve been thinking about for some time now. I was just waiting for the green light from my husband. Oh, I know what you ladies are thinking. Why do I need my husband’s permission to decide what to do with my own body? Before you respond from your feminist platform, let me explain. Since day one of our marriage, my husband has been my partner first and foremost. I respect his opinion as the head of our family. Although he is the leader who guides our family decisions, he is also my helper and we are a team. And this has been God’s design for marriage that traces back to Genesis. So now that I have his permission so to speak, I’m not so sure I am actually ready. What motivates me to even consider this big life decision? Plainly I am tired. It was a monthly chore. I am a slave to the upkeep of a certain...