I was hanging out with my friends last night and a good friend of mine who hadn't seen me in a few months commented on how long it had gotten. I said to him, "How do you know it's long? It's in a bun? *laughs*" He said, "Because it takes a lot of hair to wrap around that many times. That's what's up" So I say to him, "Yeah, it is getting long, I'm hoping I can get it to waist length so I can donate it..."
Another one of my friends who was sitting near us, happened to hear our conversation and said "So... you're growing your hair just to cut it?" ... all I could say was, "Basically... yes."
But it really kind of bothered me, and hurt me a little that either I didn't have a better way of explaining the reasoning why I was doing it, or that my friends couldn't understand the beauty of the blessing I'm trying to give.
It's not just "cutting" my hair...
And donating it is not the same as dropping off your clothes at the donation aisle of Goodwill.
The thing of it is... when you DONATE something, many times we fail to really look at the impact we could be making in someone's lives.
When you donate clothes... what clothes are they? They're either the clothes that you have outgrown, don't like, or never wear anymore.
How many times do you go out and SPECIFICALLY buy clothes to donate? Probably never. And if so, you definitely don't buy the best of the best..."just" to give away.
It's always better to give than to throw those clothes away... Growing up we NEVER threw clothes away. If there was anything we didn't wear anymore... or outgrew... my mother ALWAYS said "Give those to me so I can donate them". It was just second nature.
But I challenge you to say, does that really require you to GIVE anything of yourself? Are you really being pushed to be a blessing?
THAT is why I'm donating my hair.
EVERYONE know, a black woman LOVES her hair.
Women in general... LOVE their hair.
Even in the bible, it is spoken on more than one occasion about the value of a woman's hair.
"Growing my hair... just to donate it" is like the equivalent of buying those expensive clothes...with the INTENTIONS of giving them away.
I want to be able to give a gift that actually PUSHED me to be better.
It is NOT going to be easy.
Someone made a comment about the just the other day, "She's always talking about her damn hair" (yeah, someone told me about it lol)
And even though it came from a malicious place (because we ALL have things that we are passionate about, and I challenge anyone to say that there isn't one thing they discuss more so than other people.. there IS)... my hair IS one of the things I am passionate about.
I have taken the time to learn about it, to take GOOD care of it.. and aside from my schooling and bible study, it's probably one the things I spend the most of my time doing.
So to say... I am putting so much energy into something just to give away... you bet it's going to be hard!
But one of the reasons I talk about it, is because when you make an open promise to do something... it convicts you to keep your word.
I knew by saying it out loud, by TELLING other people that I was going to do it... that people were going to hold me to it.
I didn't want to be able to back out of it.
People may not understand the true weight of what I'm doing, but the truth of the matter is, they don't have to. I'm not doing it for them. I'm doing it to help someone else. And probably, even more importantly, I'm doing it for me.
We will never become a better person if we don't push ourselves to the edge of our comfort zone.
I know I am most comfortable having long hair. I learned that from when I cut it all off the first time. But it's bigger than that. It's about where I'm comfortable with the kind of difference I'm making.
God blesses you to be a blessing to someone else.
It's not always about blessing someone when it's easy.
It's EASY to give money. It's EASY give things that you don't care about anymore.
It's harder to give your time. To give things that mean something to you. To give your last so that someone may be able to have a first chance at something.
Cancer is real. It's right next door. It's in your homes and in our families.
It seems like everywhere I turn lately, the true madness that is cancer is slapping me in the face every time I turn around.
And what slaps you in the face may not be cancer. It may be Autism (which is a second passion of mine. Just AWARENESS of Autism, and the stereotypes and misconceptions) It may be heart disease. It may be poverty. Domestic violence.
Whatever it is...
I just woke up one day and told myself that life is short.. but it is the longest thing that we will ever do. And while I'm on the earth, I want to do something that will STAY.
I'm growing my hair just to cut it... but I will be giving it to a little girl (or an adult) who looks in the mirror and doesn't have hair just to cut.
It was time I looked in the mirror and decided a change needed to come.
This will be the last post I make explaining why I'm doing this.
At this point, I know everyone won't understand.
I will be continuing to countdown, continuing to talk hair, and continuing a healthy hair journey. If my particular passion bothers some people who think all I do is talk about my "damn hair".. I'm sorry in advance lol
9 Months...
To see my original post (inspired by Cristal Steverson) and find out exactly how much I'm donating, click
here