When I had long hair, did I wake up every morning and as part of my morning prayer, thank God for my thick, wavy, healthy hair? Um, no. I should have, but I didn't.
In fact, quite the opposite---I completely abused my hair! I've had it chin-length to almost-waist-length, and everything in between. I've had highlights, lowlights, brown, blonde, and green (oops). I've curled it, straightened it, crimped it, over-hair-sprayed it, complained about it, and in, recent years, yanked it back into a pony tail and some days I didn't even bother to wash it.
This morning I woke up and for those first few moments felt like the "old" me. I could have sworn that I had long hair stretched out across my pillow. For five full seconds, until I reached my hand up to my head, my long, blonde hair was there. And oh, how sad I was when I was reminded that no, I have very short, reddish brown hair now. It's maybe an inch and a half long all over. But then, again, as always, I was reminded of what a blessing it is that I even HAVE hair, That it grew back to cover my enormous scar, and how silly it is, that in the scheme of all I've been through, that I was momentarily sad about hair, of all things. There are bigger problems, Jules, there are bigger problems!
Short hair is an excuse to wear bigger earrings, I think. :)
xoxo
Julie
For more ideas on post-chemo/treatment hair, see my Pinterest board "It will grow back": click here
In fact, quite the opposite---I completely abused my hair! I've had it chin-length to almost-waist-length, and everything in between. I've had highlights, lowlights, brown, blonde, and green (oops). I've curled it, straightened it, crimped it, over-hair-sprayed it, complained about it, and in, recent years, yanked it back into a pony tail and some days I didn't even bother to wash it.
This morning I woke up and for those first few moments felt like the "old" me. I could have sworn that I had long hair stretched out across my pillow. For five full seconds, until I reached my hand up to my head, my long, blonde hair was there. And oh, how sad I was when I was reminded that no, I have very short, reddish brown hair now. It's maybe an inch and a half long all over. But then, again, as always, I was reminded of what a blessing it is that I even HAVE hair, That it grew back to cover my enormous scar, and how silly it is, that in the scheme of all I've been through, that I was momentarily sad about hair, of all things. There are bigger problems, Jules, there are bigger problems!
Short hair is an excuse to wear bigger earrings, I think. :)
xoxo
Julie
For more ideas on post-chemo/treatment hair, see my Pinterest board "It will grow back": click here
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