Last week, Shea and Avery finally got their hair cut.
And when I say finally, it's not like they needed a haircut.....
It's not like they really wanted one, either.
They love their long hair.
And quite frankly, so do I.
So then, why?
Why cut the pretty l-o-n-g hair?
We've been talking for a while about helping others.
About how to give of ourselves.
It doesn't have to be big.
Over the top.
It just has to 'be'.
It has to 'be' a part of who you are.
We need to 'be' aware of others.
We rush through life so unaware.....
We are so focussed on ourselves.
Cutting off 7 inches of your hair isn't life changing.
It's not THAT huge....
But it IS something.
Especially if it helps my girls to focus on someone else.
Someone else who doesn't have hair because she is so sick.
Someone else who needs some hair to feel somewhat 'normal'.
Someone else who's momma is frantic with worry about the future of her child.
I'm not going to lie.
At first, Shea and Avery really didn't get IT.
They were a little prideful.
Their hair maybe, kinda, sorta defined them.
Maybe "we" focussed too much on their hair.
It took them about a month to make this decision.
A lot of talking.
A lot of praying.
They finally 'got it'!
They were ready to go.
They wanted to help someone else.
They were on board.
Enjoying the shampoo....
The first snip.
Seven inches, baby!
The end result!
We love the new look.
It's a win-win!
They experienced the joy of giving of oneself.
And someone will experience the joy of hair.
Thanks Melanie! You were so patient with the girls. :)