Memories from my childhood

I remember standing behind my mom with scissors in hand. She asked me to trim her hair and I felt honored to be trusted with the task. Slowly and carefully I trimmed the ends and and made sure it all looked even.

This morning I decided it was time to cut Elliana's hair. As I stood behind her scissors in hand, I was instantly reminded of the trust that was given me by my mother. I knew Elliana was also trusting me. I love the sweet memories that linger over the years.

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