The Beauty, The Splendor, The Wonder

"A nest for birds, there ain't no words, for the beauty the splendor the wonder of my hair!" Our oldest's first year at college is coming to a close, and we are just itching for summer to be here. Then she will be home! For three glorious months, she will be home. Our house is not the same without her, and we have to wonder, will it be the same when she comes back? Is she different? Has she changed at all? The answer is yes and no. The most obvious change...her hair! Casey has always had a giant mop of hair, which was sort of her signature look. A huge wall of blonde curls. We don't know where or who it came from, we both are mostly straight haired, but then there's Casey, easy to spot in a crowd, hard to run a comb through. But it was part of who she was and we loved it about her. But, then there is a time to put aside childhood things and on her last trip home, baby-girl chopped it off without a single look back. Although she looks gorgeous, and has gotten nothing but compliments, part of me misses the mop. It feels like change...change is bad...change is the enemy! When she comes back, is she going to be different?

Nope, in typical Casey fashion, she made the decision to donate her hair to Locks of Love, to help cancer victims. Same Casey, different look (maybe it's okay if she grows up a little). And the hair will live on, on some other lucky person's head.

Hurry home, sweetheart!