(repost from April 2016)
It’s a feeling.
Nothing more than a feeling.
I feel the rain that is falling on your soul.
It makes you suffer. You are in pain. It makes you hide.
I offered help, but you didn’t take it.
It’s selfish, but you are too young to go. I am not done.
I still need you in my life.
In my heart.
Still powerful words – please don’t let me go
Before:
After:
Getting rid of the long hair was a big deal for me. 40cm (16inch) were cut. I always looked young. I look even younger now. Quite weird actually. This change of hairstyle happened spontaneously (on a whim) and after many years of being proud of my long hair.
While my kids aren’t fans of the short do (my daughter cried!!), I honestly love it and most people seem to like it too. (Or they are just being polite.)
I can’t really put into words how this feels. But I am happy 🙂
xoxo
Cathy
My favourite pic of myself in my teenage years. This pic was taken when I was 19 and on vacation in Brittany. 🙂
reflections of an unquiet mind 