The Haircut


Oh the trials and tribulations of a 9-year old's hair cut. Saturday was the day for Stasia to get her hair cut from it's long, slightly below the middle of her back, to a shorter, more manageable cut. My granddaughter can so surprise me at time with her compassion and thoughts.

Stasia had been letting her hair grow so that she could eventually cut it and give the cut hair to "Locks for Love." I didn't know what it was so Stasia informed me that if you let your hair grow and there is 10 inches of hair cut off, you can send it to LoL to be made into a wig for a child with cancer who has lost all their hair. The thought of a child having cancer is enough, but for that child to loose all their hair must be so totally devastating. I know how it affects adults since a dear friend of mine lost her hair with cancer but for a child it must be incredible. Well, my sweet
granddaughter was trying so hard to grow her hair to contribute it to Lock for Love.

Unfortunately, she didn't quite make it. Stasia's hair was only about 8 inches long of hair that was cut off. But at least she thought about another child's suffering and that's incredible. And here's the results.
Stasia looks so much more like her mom, Jenia, with this haircut. For such a long time she looked like daddy, Kirk, and now it's different, as so often happens as children age and change their appearances.

In any case, it's so much easier for Stasia to keep her hair brushed and neat looking. She has curls underneath that you can't see in this picture but appeared over the weekend. Stasia seems to stand taller and walk with more determination with the new cut.

The big test will be today when she goes to school and what the other children say. I'm sure it will be positive because the cut is so great and looks so good on her.


Comments

  1. Judi HJanuary 26, 2010 at 5:42 AM

    Stasia, you look GORGEOUS!

    She really does look a lot more like her mom with this cut.

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