I meant it when I said it. I did. But then this girl:
This girl, who every six months for the last six years walks into her salon and says "Just take off a few inches" decided today. On a complete whim.
To do this:
My heart squeezes in my chest, each time I look at her now. It's amazing how something simple like a haircut can send the years leaping forward.
She turns twelve this month but it didn't really hit me until today. But she's still in there. That little girl of mine. Taller. Sassier. Moodier. But definitely still there.
Even with her