Then one day, I cried, said a little prayer, grabbed the scissors and cut off the first 5 locs in the front of my hair. I combed them out and to my surprise, I felt an awesome wave of relief. I felt rejuvenated and thrilled that I combed my own hair for the first time in just over 11 years!
Next, I cut all of my locs and was left with short pieces of locs with some new growth. My head and my NECK felt so light, so free, so wonderful! For the next 3 hours I sat and detangled the left over locs and I trimmed myself a nice little afro. I combed, I washed, I conditioned and moisturized. I SMILED!
Through the entire process my dh spoke only kind and loving words...your hair looks so good, you are beautiful, you hair looks nice, you did a great job! So encouraging, so loving I can't help but feel beautiful, no matter the length of my hair.
Today, 2 days later...I am still tickled that I cut it myself and I like the way it looks! I seem to LOVE it more and more each day! Yay!
I feel FREE! I feel COURAGEOUS. I feel BEAUTIFUL!
Now here are a few pics....
|I trimmed and shaped it a bit more and now I REALLY love it!|
I do not live my life by the hand of fear or for the approval of others!