I finally had to make the choice. Winter has been long and hard in our part of the county. I knew that I was going to have to do it but just couldn't. Letting go is so very difficult. Another excuse loomed, it is just hard to go down the stairs and out to the car. My daughter asked, "Mom can I go with you". It was a relief to have the company.
We weaved our way around the road construction and past the workers installing the new face on the small row of shops. I hadn't been to the shop in three years. I waited my turn. I kept telling my self that it was something that had to be done. The arthritis had taken it's toll over the winter months.
The warm water felt so very good as it hit my scalp, the smell of the shampoo was intoxicating. The stylist pulled the wet hair into a pony tail, cut, and placed it on the counter in front of me. Just by the sight of it I knew that all would be good. She continued to cut and soon the new 'do' appeared. All that I saw in the mirror were smiling faces.
My eyes fell to the long tail lying on the counter. It saddened me to know that this would probably be the last time that I would be able to donate the long curling locks to 'Locks for Love'. My consolation maybe the warmer weather is here to stay, for a while.
May helping others in their time of need bring you peace and joy.