There are times in our lives when we must change paths. On February 26, 2009, I changed paths with my hair. I stepped off the path of wearing locks onto what you see today.
On February 26, 2009, I let go of my locks. For quite some time, I have not been pleased with my locks. Why? There are so many reasons, that I care not to mention in this post. I like to share one reason with you and that reason is that I love my hair texture. My hair texture reminds me of my father (God rest his soul) and I love them both.
My intentions were not to cut off my locks. My husband was going to help me take down my locks, but I couldn't wait. I actually started the laborious process myself and realized that I simply had to let go. I got my trusty shears and began to cut.
I'm giving up and getting my shears
As I cut off my locks, I began to reflect on the life changes I had with my locks. The conception of my daughter, the cancer diagnosis of my father, the death of my father, and the birth of my daughter. I feel at peace with my decision and I know that I have done the right thing.
I have stepped off that old path onto a new path and changed directions in my life. I welcome change and growth with open arms.