Letting Go.....

So I have this wonderful memory of sporting long beautiful hair as a child.   Truth is it was on the straggly side and it never had the silken luster most young girls enjoy.  My hair was straw.  It wasn't my crown by any means, but I did flip it and draw my fingers through as a statement and most of the time I enjoyed having it.  One day in an attempt to get some praise, I had it cut short.  I was a little dismayed at the feel- weightless and limp and still not silky.  But to my utter disgust, I wasn't ever able to grow it much below my shoulders from then on.

Fast forward many years and see my four beautiful girls.....see the long silky hair......see the obsessive mom try to brainwash the girls to keep their long hair!!  "It'll never grow back, you will damage it and not have silky hair anymore!!!.. don't have fun, it's your duty to preserve it it a near natural state!!! .Don't you dare ruin that hair that I never had!!!"  Well call me tired, call me numb.... I have worn out on the reasons to be safe.  It's hair right?  I have a friend who shaved her head because the patches she had left were thinning.  Chemo did that styling.  She loves her wigs, and even going bare-it's liberating she says.  When faced with that I have to agree, it's just hair.

Amanda has had a plan to grow her hair out and give it to locks of love. She hoped to grow it to her butt and then snip it off, but she grew impatient and asked repeatedly to get it done- now.  So we just cut it and I have to say it was kind of an honor to just grab that wad of hair and saw it off!!  She was brave, even when I gasped at the first hacking!!  Her hair remains silky and bobby and fun!  And she was grinning ear to ear, though I may have seen a tear or two welling up in her eyes.

She looks marvelous!  And she is sharing something she loved to play with with someone in need.