Wait Until You See Her Now—She Went 25 Years Without Cutting Her Hair.
Everybody has occasionally the want to change up one or more aspects of their appearance.
Whether it’s the uninteresting hairstyle we’ve had for years or the clothes we became tired of, a small change is always refreshing.
American Rosa Ramirez thought it was finally time for a haircut after going 25 years without one.
She got so long in her hair that she occasionally walked on it.
Over the years, her husband had tried to convince her to change her hairstyle, but she had always been quite proud of her 1.5 meter long hair.
After twenty-five years of hard work, she eventually had enough and, with a few of her friends, went to the hairdresser to get her hair cut shoulder-length.
Owner of the hair salon Eda Motchka said of Ramirez, “We love to see different things done on customers—different styles— and we meet very often and I always see her the same way.”
However, she was doing that for a purpose. Four feet of Rosa’s hair were donated to Locks of Love, a foundation that makes wigs for children whose hair has been lost due to cancer.
“I believe it could brighten the day of someone who is afflicted with a serious illness,” Ramirez remarked.
Seeing Rosa’s development is quite intriguing. Check out the video below to see it in action.
I Wanted to Teach My Husband a Lesson for Cheating on Me, but Life Punished Me Instead
Bethany’s perfect life shatters when she discovers a love note hidden in her husband’s jacket, hinting at his infidelity. Devastated and consumed by betrayal, she spirals into a quest for revenge that may destroy the very family she cherishes.
My name is Bethany, and I had everything a woman could ask for: a devoted husband, Noah, and two wonderful kids, Darcy and Jake. Every morning, I’d wake up feeling blessed, thinking, “This is it. I’ve made it.”
Until one mistake destroyed everything.
It was a Friday afternoon, and I was doing one of those deep cleans where you end up finding all sorts of forgotten treasures and junk. I was sorting through Noah’s jackets, wondering how one man could need so many, when I felt something crinkle in the pocket.
Curious, I pulled out a folded piece of paper, thinking it was an old receipt or a shopping list.
I unfolded the note, and my heart stopped. The words blurred as my mind tried to make sense of them.
“I will never forget Friday night. You were the best! I love you! I hope you will still divorce her and we will have the children we dream of!”
My hands shook. My first thought was denial. No, this couldn’t be true. Noah had said he was working late that Friday. He even brought home a project he was supposedly working on.
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