Tuesday, I cut my hair. I had not had a hair cut for nearly 2 years. I was able to donate it again. It always feels so good to do it. This time, I was able to cut 8 inches off, last time only 6. I think that I might keep it short for a while. It is so hard to grow it out but I feel guilty for feeling that way. It is the least that I can do for someone suffering with cancer but I might give myself a break for about a year. Madison went with me. Tisha (my hairdresser) let Madison cut one section of my hair. She thought that was "cool". At first, Madison didn't like my hair but now she really likes it. She even decided that she would like to be a hairdresser when she grows up. She also want so to be a teacher, a pilot, a doctor, and an explorer (thank you Dora!). Watch out world, here she comes!
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