Below is a photo of me
At 16 – summer before grade 11
Right before I cut it off
Growing that hair took a while
And I loved having it – mostly
Then…it felt like a burden
Cutting all that hair – It felt
Good to be freed from it
Ha! I hear you sniggering as you look at this photo. I’ll have you know it was 1990 and well, that’s what I looked like back then.
At least until I cut all my hair off.
For about a week after my snippety-snip salon visit, I’d turn my head and almost give myself whiplash because it was so much easier to move without the weight of all that hair.
Took a while to not feel a) naked and b) like I was going to spin like a torpedo every time I moved my head.
It’s Six Word Fridays and the theme this week is grow. For more juicy words on this meme, visit Melissa’s blog.
* Hair cut image sourced via http://azzrianvisions.blogspot.ca.
24 Responses to “Six Word Fridays: Grow”
Molly@Postcards from a Peaceful Divorce
It’s great to be here again. You are always thought-provoking. I love the concept here that maybe we need to prune our growth. Maybe we need to know when enough is enough. Or maybe we just need a change.
Molly – prune our growth. Indeed.
I remember this look well. 🙂 You look even more beautiful now!
Aw, thanks Tracey. Same goes for you. 🙂
Look at that hair!
I know! Crazy long!
There is something freeing about shorter hair. And making a big change!
A big change…but also an easy one. It was time to get rid of that hair!
I love long hair but there is a freedom to having short hair. Hope all is well 🙂
Hi Ayala, thanks. Same to you!
I’m chuckling to myself, not at your pic, but the fact that my hair was just like that too back then, but mine was much poofier! LOL
I actually just cut my hair the shortest its ever been. It took a few days to get used to. I felt like I was missing something.
It does empower a sense of freedom.
And fun. 🙂
Colleen, change is fun! I love getting my hair cut and coloured. I love getting a new look!
It is funny, the simple things that evoke a sense of freedom. I had that haircut way back when – I cried for three hours 🙂 I grew it back, just not quite as long. Haha!
I used to love having a long braid. My mom would do a French braid in my hair (so couldn’t do it myself) and the brain would go on and on…
I remember that “naked” feel when, when brushing it and the brush runs out of hair much too soon.
I always find it interesting, how long it takes me to grow into my new self when I make a big change like that. (Not that I’ve ever had that long of hair! That’s amazing.) 🙂
Melissa, I know what you mean. Especially when it’s a big change and you catch a glimpse of your new self in the mirror or a window somewhere and it’s all “Whoa! Who is that? Oh right, it’s me.”
But change is good!
THough definitely not nearly as long, my hair was a mane of sorts…and then I cut it a few months ago (I posted about it somewhere on my blog) and I felt totally freed and more like myself then I had in a long time. But now, I’m growing it back out and it’s the bane of my existence.
For several years I kept my hair short (grew it out for my wedding then cut it again). I actually have long hair again (nothing close to when I was 16) and this is a big change for me. Resisting the urge to cut it again…
I have students with hair that long right now… I always wonder about the washing and drying burdens!
Rachelle, I always air-dried my hair when it was that long. Otherwise I’d spend forever drying it with the hair dryer. No thanks!
I remember that hair…
Remember how long it took to brush? LOL…