Goodbye My LOVE!

So, this should be a surprise to many because A: I talked about it in a few emails back home, and B: I really hinted about how annoying it was getting the week beforehand but the Sunday that we got back from Galecia we decided it was finally time to cut my hair. It had been with me for so long. Some may even say as long as I can remember. Seeing as how when we come home from the mission it is like starting a new life, it was like this hair had been with me forever. But it was time to get rid of it and luckily Kyte offered to do it for free. Always a plus. It was a sad and trying process. Look what I had to part with.And so it began.I was really nervous because I had just put in my head that I liked it so much and that I didn’t like short hair. But it was getting really annoying and poking me in the eyes and getting really crazy in the wind. It was better that some hair should perish then an entire John-Charles continue in discomfort.It’s just so sad.Name that movie. Anyway, so a lot of people had a pretty serious interest. We were doing it at the Shumways during Sunday night open house in the upstairs bathroom and a lot of people crammed in and out of there.It wasn’t the cleanest experience and Spencer threatened that if we left my DNA in there he’d clone me and it wouldn’t be nice. But it was a little difficult to promise anything.Sarah was also a fan of the experience.RAT…kind ofAnd here it is, the final before and after pics. What do you all think? We’ll start with the side.The back:The top:And, dun dun da da…The front:Well, all in all, I like it a lot.