Sometime ago, I decided to trim off my slightly over the shoulder length hair
to most, no biggie, strands of non-living fibers which left on its own would flourish and grow
but a tough choice that tormented me for weeks
To cut or not to cut ?
Here’s a little prelude
I decided to grow my hair long some years back when our family was relocated overseas
It was a practical thing to do as I dread going under the shears of some strangers who claimed to know their stuff
I am an ordinary homemaker
one of those you’ll find in abundance in your mum’s generation
often bogged down by mundane chores and kids and all
which is also why it’s so darn crucial to get a decent overhaul
for it’s just too easy to slip into decadence when
your preschoolers are your best friends and your daily mate
Then there’s the other perspective
I need to hit that midriff point
It can’t be that difficult, can it ?
when your sisters have had them like F-O-R-E-V-E-R
and I am almost there this time
just a few inches more to go
Then if hair can talk
mine would probably be screaming for me to have them short
and spare them from the stressing and gagging
with my merciless pull and tug and scrunching them into super tight bun
ok, I confess
I don’t treat them well
So I went back and forth like this for weeks
Short or long ?
Long or short ?
Then one fine day
I woke up and decided
Enough is enough
I shall have them cropped !
The few inches off my crown took a few pounds off my chest
I realized that my indecisiveness has been suffocating me
Now, I am enjoying my above the shoulder length hair
It is now a few inches longer than the photo as seen above
I do miss my long hair once a while
and wonder how I will look with really long hair
but I stop short at believing that life will only be perfect if my hair could reach that perfect length
I realized that perhaps growing hair is like reaching goal
It’s not the destination but the journey
Joy is found not in reaching ‘that’ length but in growing it
Ahhhh … Women !
or is it just me ?!