It started off as a joke over two years ago. Many of my friends, after announcing their engagements, started preparing for their weddings. But not just in the traditional sense, making arrangements for the location, the invitations and the like. In a personal sense as well, beginning their “Bride Diet” and even, in some cases, growing out their hair if it was currently too short to provide them with all the “up-do options” they were considering. And so, not being of the “elite engaged” few, I joked with them that I would follow their plans as well. Thus, two and a half years ago, I started “growing out my hair for my wedding”, figuring that at some point within that time, I may just meet Mr. Right and how smart I would be to not have to go through the dieting and hair growing-out process in a rush – I’d already be prepared.
Fast forward to present day. My hair has long-ago accomplished the goal, growing to its longest lengths ever. Apparently, my hair was ready to get married, only I wasn’t. A cruel twist of fate, eh?
It was time for a change.
The past few months have brought about many changes that I’ve often spoken of here…good friends moving away, new relationships beginning, new relationships ending, new work opportunities – the list goes on. And in light of those changes, I decided it might be as good a time as any to add another major change into the mix. However, I wanted it to be more about me, so I did a bit of investigation on an organization named “Locks of Love.” For those of you unfamiliar with it, this fantastic non-profit organization provides hairpieces to children who are suffering with long-term hair loss due to cancer or other illness. They require a donation of 10″ of hair to use in making these wigs, and many people (often times children) grow their hair out to donate to this worthy cause. I decided that my “wedding hair” should go to good use.
You know, change is good. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my back – literally.