Alissa's gorgeous long locks have been her signature for years. Her flowing tresses (love that phrase although it makes me feel like I should be writing an ad for hair products) are her emotional security blanket. Only for a good cause would she even consider parting with her hair. In her mind it's been her lucky rabbit foot...her four leaf clover.
The last three haircuts she has had to stand so the beauty operator (borrowing that word from my grandma...love it too!)could trim the ends. Personally, I think her hair length was bordering on freaky long, but she was still gorgeous...just in an Amish sort of way! I thought she might back out at the last moment...anyone who knows Alissa knows how completely attached...actually obsessive she can be about her hair...but she was so calm and serene the entire time. As I watched my lovely daughter go through this experience tears welled up in my eyes but I wasn't sad. I won't miss her hair. I was utterly awestruck...she humbles me to the very core of my soul.
Quick sidenote: My camera battery died while at the salon. One of the women who was working there amazingly offered to let me use her camera and is sending the pictures to me by email. It was awesome how everyone in the shop was cheering her on! It was like God opened their hearts right before my eyes and they saw my daughter exactly the way I see her...the most selfless and giving fourteen year old I know!
