Regardless of the situation, no matter how hopeless the outcome may be, I will never quit, and I will never back down. I have become the wolf.


I got all my hairs cut.  Every last one of them.  I now officially have hair shorter than my husbands.  It feel like 10 pounds has been shorn off the back of my head.  Now I can’t wait for summer.  I’m ready for the pool and the sun and not having to deal with a pony tail or getting the tangles out.

This was my first actual “cut” since I lost my hair back in ’06.  I’ve been getting it trimmed regularly but just letting it grow.  It was kinda traumatic and liberating all at once.  When she gathered up the first section and made that first cut, it brought flashbacks of my hair falling out by the handfuls and how devastated I was at the time.

This time was by choice and I made the right one.  I love it now.  I woke up this morning, got it damp and it looked great.  A little product and I’m styling.  And it doesn’t look like a rats ass in the morning after I’ve been sweating all night.

So, I stepped out of my comfort zone and did something I’ve been wanting to do for some time, but my fear stopped me.  What have you done lately to push you out of your comfort zone?

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Comments on: "Well I went and did it." (1)

  1. rhemashope said:

    this made me smile. +)

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