My girl...

My girl got her very first haircut today. Yes she is in fact 8 yrs old. But that is the way with really curly hair. You can't even tell it is really long because it boings up! So my lovely lady has asked me for a couple of months to get a haircut. I hemmed, I hawed, I tried to pretend I forgot...but then I realized I had to let go. I had to let her have some say. I had to trust her and her image of what she saw for herself. So she and I wandered over to Clare to see my guru Trisha. I am not sure Bronwyn slept much last night. When I went to check on her she looked like it was Christmas Eve not haircut eve. She was a little excited and worried and concerned. A quote, "You have told me my whole life to not let anyone have scissors around my head and now you tell me to let someone have scissors around my head. It freaks me out." She is very wise my girl! And I am not certain I have ever specifically said "don't let anyone have scissors around your head" but that is what stuck in her 8 yr. old brain. But the results are wonderful and what made it even more wonderful was the smile that came up onto that stunning little face. It came from her very deepest inside and she looked happy, glowy, pleased, and proud. Now that is a haircut!!! Don't you wish everyone you got could evoke all those feelings!! That would be worth the tip! And my little lady even asked Trisha to straighten her crazy curls just so she could see what it would be like for a couple of days to have straight hair! And look at her...she hardly seems the same girl...I think I brought home the wrong kid. This older looking child could not possibly be my first born...sigh...alas it is...in all her beauty inner and outer she is mine and I like many other parents have not yet figured out to hold back time...Congrats Bronwyn on your vision and instinct you were right on the nose!!