Saturday was not like any other Saturday.
Saturday we decided to be spontaneous and get our hair cut. We thought it would be fun to walk in, ask the hair dresser to do whatever they wanted, and walk out as new women.
Boy were we wrong.
Before. So naive. So happy.
But after some tears (mostly from me), we realized that hair was hair. Which will, in fact, grow back.
"Beauty is a light in the heart"