Giving Of Herself

This is DD2's hair.  Nearly a foot of it, that she had cut off this week.  It is all braided up and saved so that she can donate it to Locks of Love.  The donation form has been printed out, she just has to put the braid into a baggie and a padded envelope, then mail it off.

She does this of her own volition.  This is the third time she has donated.  The first time, she was just entering the fifth grade, and she'd never had short hair in her life.  It went nearly to her waist when she decided to cut and donate it (DD1 had heard of Locks of Love and wanted to donate her own hair at that time).  After the donation, DD2's hair was in a chin-length bob.

The second time she donated, was near the end of seventh grade.  Again, hair to her lower back became a donation and she walked away with a short 'do that barely brushed her shoulders.

This time, she is mostly done with her sophomore year of high school, and has gone from hair her girlfriends loved to curl, braid, straighten, or do up for her, to a sassy swingy bob.  Her girlfriends mourn, yet she cheerfully tells them she gave up her beloved locks so that some child might have them.  Some child who, through illness such as cancer or diseases like alopecia, is unable to have hair of their own to style or have their friends admire and play with.

She also tells anyone who asks about her newly shorn hair that she hopes she will be able to grow it out fast enough to donate one more time before she goes to college.  Ten more inches in two years, that's her goal.