New Hair Day

NEW HAIR DAY, yesterday we all treated ourselves to a pamper hair session (Thanks to the Therapy Suite Inverness) and I got my hair cut off in anticipation of chemo. I was ready to let go of my hair much more easily than one might expect. I have thought about it alot alongside my letting go of negative childhood stuff. I remembered that my Dad had big issues about hair. As a child he always made me have a short sensible haircut, either 1970's bowl or pageboy. I hated it, my little girl wanted long flowing locks, which of course is what I grew as soon as I was out of the nest ! In women he always moaned ( quite loudly and publicly) about women who have long untidy hair. He used to attack me ( then my daughters) with a metal comb which he called the bug rake at every opportunity. I have had fun with those long locks, especially when dancing, but I now realise the actual hair itself was very baby/child like. It was fine, fragile, whispy and brittle....hmmmm. I realise its not my woman self hair , so able to let it go. In some ways my long braids made me feel like a viking queen so that part is sad to let go of, but I trust that I carry her inside me now. Ironically I now have the short sensible haircut but am looking to crone women like Judy Dench and Jamie Lee Curtis who rock the gray short stylee ! I loved watching my daughters enjoy their femine swishy locks - entirely their choice ! My plaits will go off to Little Princess Trust to make a wig for a little viking princess. So a beautiful mixed bag of a day but feeling contented at the end of it all. xxxx