My son cut his hair. The last time he had a haircut he was thirteen. He’s now thirty-four.

My son's ponytail--almost to his waist.His hair loose from the front









(And yes, he is a priest–Episcopal, which is how I have grandchildren. 🙂 )

After all these years, everyone, myself included, assumed he would never cut it. Then I had a dream shortly before Christmas. I dreamt that we went to his house for Christmas (which is what we do since it’s easier than hauling the kids down to see us), and when he opened the door, his hair was short.


We laughed about the dream on Christmas day. Two days ago, he posted this on Facebook…

at the barber

He’d cut his hair and donated it to an organization that makes wigs for cancer patients. A very worthy cause and I’m proud of him…

the hair, about to go into the donation bag

 But seeing him with short hair is going to take some getting used to.

"after" from the front

From the front, not that different than when he had it tied back…
the "after" shot

…but from the side, very different!