// Locs and my journey (Part 1)//

You ever think about making a decision so much, it’s almost an obsession. I mean you imagine yourself and how this decision influences your life. You do your research you plan and you set your mind to whatever decision you plan to make.

I made a choice…

I started my loc journey July 15, 2010 (my last haircut); I didn’t know it then. I was on my way to Barbados to study abroad. I got down there and I saw so many beautiful people with beautiful locs. I was learning so much about myself and my people and our history and it just engulfed me. I told myself I was going to take a journey a spiritual, emotional, physical journey.

For 7 months I grew my fro out, I loved my fro! I loved its curls and how it tangled and the way I looked. I loved my peace. But I knew I had to move forward.

I loc’d up February 4, 2011. When I looked in the mirror after she was done parting and starting me off, I was hurt. I went in blind and didn’t ask many questions, she had started me off with two strand twist when I was sure I would have comb coils.

But I didn’t turn back, I researched two strand twist, I embraced it and I took pride in my journey because it was mine to have, to own and I knew I had to keep pushing…