Several years ago, my hair had gotten pretty long. Mid-back, get-caught-between-my-back-and-the-chair, tie-it-in-a-knot, long. It was time for a change, and I figured I would take off a few inches. Then I heard about Locks of Love, a nonprofit organization that makes real-hair wigs for children who need them. At the time, Locks of Love required 11 inches of hair in order to make a donation (now only 10"!). So I walked into the salon, sat down, pulled my hair into a ponytail, and gave them thirteen. It was freeing and gratifying. I felt lit up inside at being able to give this gift, and I got a great haircut at the same time.