Yesterday was a big day. A day that could have been full of such agony and yet my Faithful God made it a day of joy. It began with church and a trip to Target-my first big outing wearing a scarf on my head. My hair had been falling out quite a bit and I was getting pretty tired of cleaning up hair. So we decided yesterday was the day to shave it. We borrowed some clippers, set up a chair in the kitchen, had the kids gathered around and Blake shaved my head. We tried to make it a fun event and get the kids excited. The crazy thing is they didn’t really care that much. They laughed a bit at first but after a few minutes they were on to something else. I love that about kids and love that I am walking through this while my kids are so young. Last night, my sweet girlfriends threw me a Hat and Scarf party. We enjoyed delicious desserts, and I was showered with many hats/scarves picked out by the ladies that know me best.
Many have asked me about the wig thing. I have thought it about it a lot and really just don’t feel like I am a wig kinda girl. I realize that this is a very personal decision for ladies having to walk through this and my feelings about the subject are just that-my feelings. I am choosing to go the scarf/hat/bald route because I don’t want to cover up what is happening to me. I want people to know, but more importantly I want them to know all that I am learning through it. So maybe they’ll ask!
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