Thursday, July 18, 2013

A change is has come.

well then

turn turn turn beer turn turn.

Sam Cooke had it right when he sang:

"It's been a long, long time coming,
But I know a change is gonna come, Oh yes it will"

It had been 4 years since I had sat down in the chair to have my hair cut, 6 years since my hair had been short enough to be called "short" and get away with it.  The question that I have received more than any other "When are you going to cut it?", which I always answered with "When it no longer is something I love dealing with."  "When" came last week, I sat there by the water on a hot sunny day and wanted nothing more than to jump in; but I knew that would mean hours of wet hair to deal with so I stayed away.  With that the orders had been sent, my hair was putting in for its last meal and we were saying our last good byes before it met its shiny metal doom. 

But my hair is a fighter, and it kept making me promise that it wasn't the end.  So today I sent my hair on it's next journey, it will live out the rest of its existence as a wig for somebody who is dealing with cancer.  And I know without a doubt it will bring smiles to faces of people who need a smile the most.

So long for now,