Can you believe it? We cut Paige's hair for the first time! The story above is what I'm telling myself, but I confess that I am totally depressed about it now. Sob! Her beautiful, long hair! Granted, 5 minutes after it was brushed it was so stringy that she looked like a street urchin, but who cares about that now? It's gone!
They say that when people have a part of their body amputated they can experience depression; does that count for hair, too? And what if it's technically part of your daughter's body? Am I still OK?
I know, I know. It will grow. :o) And I'll get used to it. Maybe what's really making me sad is that it doesn't look as much like her...it doesn't feel like the same little punkin! I'm sure it will soon. In the mean time, I thank the Lord that I have a healthy daughter, with lovely hair, whatever the length. She's still the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
Hope you're having a good day!