Last year around my birthday I decided to grow my hair long so that I could donate it to Locks of Love. It was pretty short when I decided, just barely brushing my shoulders. I haven't had it long since I was about 6, so it was definitely a new experience for me.
It really did become a sacrifice for the last few months, and that wasn't something that I expected. It had gotten so long that it was significantly heavier than usual. It took much longer to wash and dry, and it always looked and felt dirty at the end of the day.
This year, at my birthday last week, I went to the salon to see if it was long enough to donate, and . . . HOORAY!! . . . it was!
The transformation:
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