I have long hair. Whoops, I used to have long hair. I have a tradition. Every few years, when my hair gets long enough, I cut it off and donate it to Locks of Love. I have done this for years. My daughter donated her hair from her first hair cut.
I wasn’t sure how long it took me to regrow my braid so I checked back…had it been 3 years? Four? Nope. It’s been less than 2 year this time! Who knew my hair could still grow that fast?
The minimum required to make a wig is 10 inches, which is just what I gave this year.
This time, for some reason, my daughter tried to talk me out of it. I couldn’t figure out what the problem was, so I asked her,
And she told me. “Mom, I don’t think you look good with short hair.”
Once again proving that some things are better left unsaid.