I got a hair cut today! I absolutely love it. Though in the beginning I was a bit nervous because I let my mom, whom has as much experience with cosmetology as a monkey with a pair of scissors, cut my hair. Oddly I trusted her and while she was cutting away at my, then mid-back, beautiful hippy hair all I could think about what why some people dont even give their parents the time of day. Not a phone call, not a simple hello. When I see teenagers(about my age) walking ahead of their moms in a mall or yelling at their dads to stop 'embarrassing' them in front of that oh-so-cute boy, who may actually be a complete jerk, I want to cry for them because for some reason I feel the pain the parents are feeling, even if they are not showing it. I always wonder if their kids understand the pain their parents are feeling. Yes, health, life, and love are what a parent wants in their kids but I believe that all a parent really wants is to be trusted enough to cut their childs hair.

Love ya mom and dad