Five years ago I shaved my head and apparently caused total strangers to explode. A simple haircut seemed like a Very Big Deal last time, but didn’t faze me at all this go around. It feels natural and free.
Things have been twisty and turny and crazy and frightening. My sweet husband offered to shave my head and we had a family haircut night, laughing, in the kitchen. The kids were there. We told jokes. It was a moment of joy and I don’t regret a second of it.
New year, fresh start.