A few months ago I made a big change and cut off 10 inches of my hair. I had been growing it out with the intention of cutting off that much length, and it had taken me a while because I wanted to be sure to have hair left once it was cut…
In any case, cut-day finally came, and I was feeling deeply, deeply ambivalent. I vacillated a bit, and almost chickened out, but then I thought to myself: this is silly, it’s just hair. Snip, snip – off it went! It shouldn’t have been a big deal, but as soon as I walked out of the salon and touched the back of my head, I wanted to cry.
…and then, serendipitously, this song came on the radio on my drive home, and I was reminded to breathe and to smile and to relax and to enjoy taking it all in.
After all, being a short-haired person is fun too!
(Still, it’s also reassuring to know that I’m not alone in having felt that way about my hair…)