Proud Mama...

When I cut my hair it was really emotional for me. I have always had long hair. My hair has been like a crutch throughout my life. As an insecure teenager with acne, I used it to cover my face and hid my emotions and just disappear. In my adult years I played with color & style to show my personality. But all the time it being long. I was always tempted to cut it shorter but never had the confidence.

Then I had a daughter who took forever to grow hair but when it finally came in it was blonde and beautiful! She had it long just like mommy and it was fantastic. Knotty but fantastic... We played with color in her hair and again never cut it short. And she never wanted to cut it short either.

Flash Forward to Breast Cancer and the word...Chemo. To me Chemo=Bald. And that scares me more than anything. When you are on the other side, its easy to say "It's just hair. Its will come back". But when you are in the Hot Seat... It's not just hair, it's my identity. The rational part of me knows that it will grow back but waiting for that to happen seems like forever. So that was when I decided to make the cut on my own terms. It would make the growing back part seem faster to get to this length. And I actually kinda like it now..

Now proud Mama moment- When I cut my hair and came home my daughter Harper said "Mommy I want I cut my hair like yours too!" I thought that was the sweetest thing. But since she is 7, I needed to make sure to ask again in a few days. Every time I asked she said "yes." So I made the appointment for her and my mom brought her to get it cut. So proud of her making that choice on her own to make this huge change in support of her mommy.