We all have our comfort zones and I felt mroe comfortable with my long hair, but it was time to cut it off. It really was too long and it was actually getting in the way of everyday life: shutting it in the car door, leaning on it while driving and restricting my head turning, sleeping at night and having so much hair everywhere so I had been piling it on the top of my head in a bun to sleep.
I'm not one to have a specific hair style, just plain and long:
The opportunity came along to donate to Locks of Love again, my third time actually. Some Holt families participated in the Omaha marathon yesterday and Locks of Love was one of the charities the marathon was recognizing, along with Holt International. So I set out a challenge for Team Holt to get at least 20 runners and I would cut off my hair.
We exceeded the 20 participants so here's my hair right before it was going to be chopped off, on stage, in front of everyone present at the marathon.
And really, I am not one to be in the spotlight, really. But anything for a good cause, I will do it, because it is not about me. Here I am after the braid was cut off!
The girl next to me in the picture, she had a ton of hair too and this was her first time donating her hair to Locks of Love. Her mom was more nervous than she was though! I hope she likes her short hair. I know she will go thru cutter's remorse, as I have gone thru that. But once she realizes her hair growing again, she will feel so much better about what she did. This is such a simple way of giving something of yourself that we take for granted.
