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Here we go again....
Every 6 months or so I get utterly bored with my hair, however long and beautiful it may be. It is but natural. I've had my hair at every length possible, right from guy-short to midway down my back. And it grows REALLY fast.....like last year, it was really short, like I almost looked like a guy, and now it's midway down my back.
At least, it was, till a few hours ago.....
Me and Tina, both being supremely fed up with our hair, got appointments to go and get it cut together. Mom came along as our means of transport and to may-----be just get her hair cut. Too darn long, she said, it's a pain to wash. But we had just two appointments, and nothing was sure.
So now Tina has beautiful waves and I have a short straight cut that goes midway down my neck. good. It's different. It's sophisticated and uncharacteristically un-messy. Whoot.
So after admiring each others hair, we asked the stylist if she'd do mom's hair without an appointment. She agreed, and mom, rather apprehensive, sat in the hot-seat.

After untying her hair from its customary long braid and combing it out, Flavy (the stylist) gave mom's hair a rather wistful look and said, "Madam, why do you want to cut your hair? You know, I normally don't cut hair that's this long....."
This brought out a couple of the other salon ladies who looked longingly at mom's hair, all draped over the chair like a sheet, and berated her for wanting to cut it, 'coz most girls pray for long thick hair like mom's, and here's this silly lady wanting to cut it off......

Now mom's always had long hair. Really long. Like, all the way down to her butt. And she NEVER leaves it open, it's always in this long long braid, which the kids she teaches sometimes enjoy pulling. And it's been 16 years since she last cut it. Well, she did ask me to trim it some 5-6 years ago, but I kinda botched it up. So doesn't count. And, yes, the first time she's got it cut in a salon since 3rd grade. Big shock to Tina and me.....
She just wanted it trimmed a bit, but I stepped in, told Flavy to cut it a bit shorter, like 5 inches below her shoulders, and give it some layers and all.....

So that's what she did. 15 minutes of the short stylist lady buzzing around mom's head.....and what we see is a total transformation. I see my mother with her hair open for the very first time.
Ooh, that's definitely getting some good reactions tomorrow.....
For me, it's like a big thing. Mom leaves hair open, Mom's hair is not in the braid that I've gotten so used to seeing my entire life....
Ooh, I wonder what dad'll say......
For mom it means it's less of a pain to maintain.
Huh.
So we're all quite happy with our hair now.
But mom, well, what can I say....I'm proud of you.
Now if we could just get you to henna it..........lol.