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As I styled my little girl’s hair today I realized how much it’s grown. And so has her confidence.

Last week when I  saw the email from her school about a dance where the kids are required to “dress to impress”, I wondered what it would look like getting dressed that morning. Stressful? Playful? I was willing to let things unfold naturally and encourage Hope to choose whatever she felt comfortable in.

Today was the morning of the dance and I sat back and just watched. A couple months ago this would have meant crying and worrying. Clothes piled up on the floor and a sad little girl sitting in the center bewildered by what she wanted. Today it meant a happy, decisive young lady who tried on an outfit, gave it a twirl in front of her bedroom mirror and said “Let’s go!” I can’t help but think that her wispy curls provide a little glimpse of the long locks she has always dreamed about. The promise of good things yet to come.

Who wouldn’t be excited about that?

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