3 years and counting (repost from 2011)…

March 2008… my last BC.  It was nothing but blazing heat in Cape Town, South Africa when I sat in the stylist’s chair and as she (dreaded down in her finest) dared to ask me with the clippers poised over my scalp, “Why are you cutting your hair?  It’s growing so beautifully…”, I realised that I’d gone from being addicted to relaxing my hair to being addicted to keeping my hair slick and short – and that day, I decided to just let my hair do whatever it felt like.

Well, it’s been 3 years and that’s exactly what it’s done over the time passed… there have been good and bad days, always something new with every head massage, every clear-out, every length check but one thing remains true: I am not my hair.  It no longer defines me, it is merely a natural decoration God has bestowed on me, like a crown.  And O, what a beautiful crown it is.

So now, I think I’ll continue to let my hair whatever it feels like – and just watch for the wonderful surprises.  To another 3 years and counting…

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