(That's me with my small group leader, Paulette.)
Seeing this picture tonight made me really happy.
Not because my hair looks all that good, but because my hair doesn't look like this:
It's been 22 months since this haircut.
Praise the Lord!
I am truly thankful that hair grows.
God knew what he was doing when he did that.
He knew that people like me would
be really bad at telling the hair dresser what they wanted.
I know I probably need a trim now, but I'm just so excited about long hair.
And I'm also too afraid of getting my hair cut now.
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