Back in November, I cut my hair and donated 12 inches to Locks of Love. For those who know me, you know I'm a bit of a hair wimp. I've never dyed my hair, so the thought of growing it and chopping off more than half of it gave me some massive heartburn. On the day that I cut my hair, I was worried that my nerves would get the best of me. To my surprise, I was very calm when I sat in the beauty chair. When they sectioned my hair (had to put it in 3 ponytails to get it all), I was not nervous. When the first ponytail was cut off, I was not nervous. when they were all cut, and I saw the pile of hair, I was not nervous. Once the hair was gone, all I felt was a huge sense of relief. It was as if the greater sense of purpose for why I was growing my hair allowed me to separate any emotional attachment I may have felt for cutting off my hair.
This past weekend, I decided it was time for another hair change. I decided to cut my hair shorter than it has been in a LONG time. It seems that these changes are in alignment with some changes in my personal life that are going on. If I properly prepare myself, than the act of going through the even itself won't actually be that bad.
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Have you had your hair cut yet? Please take and post a picture!! We want to see!!
Did you know that I once saw the "Hair" musical in the late 1960's? It was great; in Berkeley, Ca; and, ALL HAD LONG HAIR and no clothes!!!!
Boy, am I old!! Don't say anything!!
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