Short and Sweet

So Tuesday morning, I woke up and decided that I would do something daring, drastic, amazing. So, I cut my hair, not that I'm the first woman to cut my hair or anything, just that I went way short.. Which is ok, because I'm ok with it..  For several months now, some of my favorite people have made several attempts at trying to convince me that going natural was really easy and that there would be some sort of prize at the end of this perilous journey... Well, the only reward that one really gets is that they are comfortable with themselves and that they have healthy hair.  For black women, hair is very important business, you do whatever is necessary to keep it and make it grow.....  I have been known to go and just cut off my hair, so for those that have been around me, it's no surprise.  But for those that are not familiar with my madness so to speak, such changes are a little surprising, so needless to say, I got many strange and interesting comments when I arrived at work and the new me was all smiles with the decision that I made.  I kinda felt like Bernadette from Waiting to Exhale except I haven't been married for 12 years and I have 3 kids not two.. (smile) Well, nonetheless, I cut my hair and it feels great.  It wasn't in my plans, but things happen and you change your mind. There are many (my father) who would have preferred me to allow my hair to grow, but I'm happy with the decision that I made and my Journey to Natural had begun.. Bon Voyage....