A couple months ago I made a drastic decision and shaved my beard. It was the first time that my face had seen daylight in nearly a decade and the first time my wife had ever seen me without one. While it may seem odd, not a day goes by that I don’t miss it. I guess you could say that my beard was my blanky.
It
is also a source of memory for me as it has been a part of “my look” for so
long. When my wife and I got engaged, my beard was neatly groomed for the
pictures.
Engagement
Beard (January 2007)
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By
the time our wedding came around I had gained a considerable amount of weight
but still kept the beard looking good for our big day.
Wedding
Fat Beard (June 2009)
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Between
our wedding and my wife’s birthday the following year I had lost a significant
amount of weight and gain a number of inches on the beard.
Back
to Nature Beard (October 2010)
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Israel
saw probably the best beard to date as I had lost some more weight and had
everything trimmed with just the right amount of length.
Israeli
Beard (July 2011)
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Last
summer we took a family vacation to Disney World where things got a little
scraggly because, hey, we were on vacation.
Tired Disney
Beard (July 2012)
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And
here I am recently at Crystal Cave, naked and fluffy.
Naked
Spelunking (July 2013)
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So,
I am frequently asked, why did I do it? The reason is simple; beards are not
seen as professional. I don’t agree with it but there is the reality of the
situation. I had put it off as long as possible but I could no longer risk
losing potential employment opportunities because of the way I look.
However,
I think I look better with a beard and I know I feel, for some reason, more
comfortable with one. Contrary to popular perception, my wife misses my beard
as well and asks almost daily when I am going to grow it back. This leaves me
to pose the following question every morning: to shave or not to shave?
The
only thing I can say for certain is that it will be back. I don’t know when but
it will most certainly be back. I miss my blanky.
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