The Haircut

Last night I finally did the one thing I never thought I'd do, or ever wanted to do, still don't want to do, but I chopped off my hair (well my mom did). Don't worry, she's a professional. Before the super short cut, we sectioned my hair into 6 sections to hand off to my girlie Kelli to begin preparing for 6 little wigs for local children that have lost their hair due to similar circumstances. Even if they can't use all of it, I'm going to believe that's where my locks went.

It's the strangest thing, I don't feel like I'm the most vain person in the world, but I will tell you, having a certain sense of yourself (at least for me) does go with your outward appearance. I didn't really recognize myself in the mirror this morning and felt sheepish when my husband first looked at me last night. This is the complete reason why I had to just bite the bullet and chop it off because I need to get good and ready for feeling like this and being confident not only with very, very short hair, but with NO HAIR. Stupid Cancer!

I texted my mom last night thanking her for doing what neither of us wanted to, but by taking the bull by the horns, so to speak. Mom helped to empower me to begin this process with us taking the lead. She apologized for taking my hair from me. I want to correct her because I don't think I can sleep at night with my wonderful, supportive, caring momma to think she ever took anything from me. She gave me strength and control. Cancer is taking this from me AND I'll get it back. I'm okay with this. I haven't shed a tear over it, and I'm not going to allow myself. Bigger things to be thinking about from this point forward...

I also need to thank my Pops while I'm at it. My dad was there for comic relief and stayed with us while we turned my long hair into what I've been calling my new "boy" cut. Thanks Dad :0) I think we reached a family consensus that if I had red hair like my brother, he and I would look like twins with my new do.

This afternoon my mom and I went to the American Cancer Society to get information and to try on wigs for when all of my hair is gone. The women there were so gracious and supportive and provided tons of information that will help not only me, but my family through this process. Thank you ACS for your generosity and support! Please remember to tell others that they offer all sorts of support, wigs, hats, scarfs, etc. free of charge for any woman going through a similar situation. I've signed up for their program "Look Good, Feel Better" on May 7th. My mom has volunteered her time with this program for 8 years and she will be hosting the class on this day. It'll be an experience neither of us will forget, and I'm so thankful she'll be with me. Love you Mom.

The new me.