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Hair Today, Gone tomorrow

When I was a wee lass in my late teens/early twenties, I had long hair.
 
It was beautiful.  I always got complements on it, especially when I would go to get it trimmed.


Well, about three or four months after this picture, I got crazy one night and shaved it all off.


People complemented me on the shape of my head, but for the most part my friends were not impressed.

I have not really grown it long since then. I've tried and then I get to about the chin length stage and hack it all off.  Well, I decided that I am going to grow it out long once again.  I'm not going to try to do it, I am going to do it.  I will give myself bangs, I figure once it gets long, I can grow those out separate.  But I'm here to say that I will be posting periodically about my angst and frustration as it grows and grows and grows some more.

I would like to say one thing about this for those of you that think this is a silly thing to post, because the truth is it is a silly thing.  When I dream at night about myself, my hair is long, every single time.  And I'm always struck by that in the midst  of my dream.  And for the longest time I have turned this beautiful hair that I have into an idol, thinking that long hair would be something other than what it is.  So I kept it short and told myself all sorts of things about how I look better with short hair.  Don't get me wrong, I am cute with short hair, and I will continue to be cute with long hair, but I have viewed it as a burden for too long and am trying to grow into this hair that God has given me as a blessing.  Even if I get it super long and then donate it, it will be better than me talking about "I had long hair once" and dreaming about myself in some alter ego.  I want my vision of myself to be the same waking and sleeping :D

PS This is what it currently looks like on a good day.

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