For years, I had been complimented endlessly on my long locks. With hair that nearly met my butt, people always told me how beautiful it was. Quite honestly, I couldn't disagree. My hair was mine. It took me years to grow out and even more conditioner to keep it healthy. And even as incompatible as it was with the wind, it made me feel confident. So, to everyone's surprise, including my own, it was weird to see me walk out of the salon with hair that merely met my collar bones.
I had decided earlier in the year that I would be donating my hair. To which organization, I wasn't sure. But I had made the statement that I love my hair, and I believed everyone should have the opportunity to feel beautiful in their locks. Granted, I knew that not everyone had that luxury, which meant that it was my time to give. My hair would grow back, but someone else's wouldn't. My hair makes me feel confident, but for someone else, they don't have hair to feel confident in. Even with the bad hair days, my hair was the one thing I could count on to make me feel beautiful. But as I stated earlier, I knew that that was a luxury not everyone has.
After hours and hours of research, I had finally settled on donating my hair to Children With Hair Loss. With the horror stories out there of children having to pay for their wigs, I wanted to make sure that someone would fairly receive my donation. As well as wanting my hair to be best taken care of in the process.
My decision to chop off 10 inches of my hair wasn't easy. I walked into my hair salon terrified. My hair stylist asked if I was backing out, but I stood by what I wanted. It just wasn't fair. So, with four quick cuts, my hair was gone. I had 10 inches less of my beautiful hair, which would only turn into someone's 10 inch gain.
Coming to terms with my different hair style has been much easier than I had anticipated. But I blame the fact that my cut was a donation, rather than just a "change". I stated before, my hair was inches from meeting my waistline, so the 10-inch cut was more than just my usual trim. With the lighter, thinner, more manageable haircut, it feels good. Despite seeing my hair sitting in a bag in front of me, it's been nothing but exciting as I complete the final stages of my donation. For someone who hasn't really been planning on donating until this year, it's been quite the journey. But, I truly do recommend donating, because it's truly the little things that make the biggest difference.
