“Make
your life like your hair. Life is short. Let it grow – just like the way you
want it to be.”
For years, I was stuck with my long
tresses and side bangs. I felt comfortable and safe with it. Little did I know
that during those times, I was hiding my esteem behind my locks. It did not
mean that I have low self-esteem though. I just felt so me. Since I wanted to
see someone new in the mirror, I decided to have my hair cut.
Other than that, I have a deeper reason
for having it cut. I wanted to move on from my former self – from the self
which thought too much of the future when I can entrust it entirely to the
Lord. New hair means “moving on”.
Moreover, I wanted to have a new “image”
for my 22nd birthday. And yeah, that’s today. Valor Day! Happy
birthday to me. hehe
Yesterday, I braved into going to the
salon to have my shortest hair cut yet. I felt so confident at first, but when
I started seeing hair on the floor, I felt my heart sink so deep. I said my
goodbyes to them and moved on quickly. :D
The final look was satisfying. I wished
it was shorter than this, but for now, I am happy with this length. Maybe a
week from now, I’ll have this cut much shorter.
It feels good to have short hair. I can
play with it and comb it with my fingers. Most importantly, it feels so
liberating to have such. Cheers to the new hair!
