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This post contains religious undertones. If that G-d forbid offends you, or upsets you in some way, kindly raise your hand and one of our ushers will help escort you to the exit. This is my little slice of the internet to do with what I wish. If you can handle that, by all means read on!
We live in a very very mixed up world. In Belgium it is now legal to euthanize children. In Germany parents can be jailed for homeschooling their own children, and here in the good ole’ US of A mainstream media has turned to glorifying alternative lifestyles while at the same time silencing traditional ones. Everywhere you look people are being ridiculed for holding any kind of traditional values. Nothing is too racy for entertainment anymore and to be honest I am really worried about the kind of world I have brought my precious children into.
They say that when you become a parent is when you become more conscious of your faith, and I guess I am no exception. At a time when every other article I read makes me wonder if we are living in the twilight zone, the only thing I want to do is withdraw from it all, to shut off the t.v and turn off the phone and get back to basics- to the place where things actually make sense. For me, this special retreat is my faith. I have always been a G-d fearing person, but lately drawing closer to Hashem (“the name” in Hebrew) is the only thing that gives me hope that everything is going to be alright. I find myself praying all the time- sometimes for peace of mind, but also to make sense of the world around me.
As I sit here and write this post, I feel more nervous than I have about any other post. Afraid that my audience will judge me, that my confession of faith will somehow alienate me in this world where we praise the unusual and scoff at the traditional. When I mentioned this post to some of my close friends I expected them to tell me to skip this one, and stick with my usual humor, but they didn’t do that. Instead my precious friends told me to tell my story, that I owed it to girls everywhere. So here goes:
I am coming out.. covered. That’s right. I cover my hair. I do it because I want to, and not because anyone else makes me or because I am in any way oppressed. I do it because it makes me feel good about myself, and helps me focus on myself as a PERSON and not just as a woman. In the Jewish tradition women who are married cover their hair. Many people think this is because covering the hair makes a women less attractive but that is simply not the case, in fact- I am telling you the truth when I say that since I started covering my hair I have felt more beautiful than I ever have in my whole life. The reasoning behind covering has to do with a woman saving a special part of herself for her husband;that is; creating privacy. That’s why some women wear wigs. They are still hiding that part of themselves from the world at large.
When I first thought about covering, I was afraid that the people in my life would judge me for my choice. I changed my profile picture on facebook and waited for the firestorm, but it never came! One by one my friends commented on how pretty/cool/fun it looked! Some even wanted a tutorial on how to do it themselves! Here I was dreading sharing this part of myself and they just made it so EASY! For the most part, there was still some opposition, mostly from my family members who feared that this display of modesty was a feeble attempt to belong to something, anything, or worse was something I didn’t really want to do. I am confident that seeing me happy in my choice will help then eventually come around. Also, I was lucky enough to have two fairy Wrap-mothers who helped ease me into this. From videos on how to wrap certain styles, to introducing me to other ladies like me, Andrea and Rivka Malka of www.wrapunzel.com have truly been sent by G-d to help me nurture my authentic self. They have been such an inspiration to me, to be fearless when it comes to proudly living the life I choose to live. Another person who has been truly supportive is Mr. Wright. I wish I could capture for you the way he looks at me, like I am a carefully wrapped gift just for him. I don’t think he realized how much HE would enjoy having a wife who covers.
Aside from the religious and personal benefits of covering I would be remiss if I didn’t at least mention the fun part! A WHOLE NEW WARDROBE!!! I have a whole new set of accessories to buy! Scarves, and headbands, and clips and flowers- my head is now a work of art! I get so excited to wrap in the morning and most of the time I don’t even know what I am going to do when I start. Like some of my friends have said, I find myself planning my outfits around my covers these days! I even found another military wife who covers!
I know that it won’t always be an easy road. I am sure there will be some dirty looks or mean comments somewhere down the line- after all, society at large frowns on women doing anything but trying to catch up to men, but I am confident that if more every-day women like myself come forward and show that being religious and or traditional is not synonymous with being oppressed, then we might gradually be able to change the societal view on traditional values and empower those who do so to be proud to come out covered!