Chop chop chop...

When I was younger my older sister, Amy, was allowed to cut my hair. I vividly remember the "shroom top" cuts that were never quite even, and how they would end up shorter than intended due to "evening it up." Well, once I turned about 10 I decided to let my hair grow longer...and longer...then a little shorter...then longer. I never let it get above my shoulders because I was always really self conscience about my weight and thought the only thing I had going for me was my long hair, it was what defined me.

A year ago I finally got the courage to get a trim b/c I had kept the 95lbs off for a year, and was finally willing to let my security blanket go. So, the first step was to the middle of my back...it was hard, and I almost cried, but I dealt with it and went on.

Nine months ago I got some more courage and got it cut to my shoulders. This one didn't work out so well. The cut was nice, but the length was just kind of awkward. I finally started liking the length a few months ago, but recently was in need of a bigger change. So, when I went on vacation I had my little sister dye the very front of my hair blonde. My husband had been teasing me that I should dye the whole thing blonde...and when I got home, he said I should still try completely blonde, but he liked how it turned out.

Well, seeing as I am a woman, and am never satisfied....it wasn't quite enough. I still get mistaken for a high schooler, and last month the mother of a new family in the ward, whose daughter is in my Sunday School class, came into the class and looked at me and asked if the teacher was here today. I couldn't help but laugh, and she apologized and is a total sweetheart!!!

...sorry, got off track...

Anyways, I cut my hair today, and I LOVE it. I had a shorter length in mind, but I am way happier with how it turned out. I just woke up last Saturday and decided that I wanted to cut my hair...and it took a couple of days to gather the courage.

I can now say that the last thread of my security blanket is gone...and good riddance!!! I am a young (but not teenager young), beautiful woman, no matter what my weight is, what clothes I wear, if I wear makeup (never did/never will), or who I am with.

This was a very liberating day for me! Ya-ya!