As you may recall, last winter, I decided to grow out my hair for a cancer wig. Well, it's been growing, and tomorrow is cutting day.
My hair is quite long right now - we're going to cut at least 8 inches off - and frankly, I'm ready for the cut! It's so long that it needs lots of styling to look good, and to be honest, I don't feel right styling it.
You see, a few months ago I realized something: It's not my hair anymore.
I started this whole thing as a way of honouring my aunt. She's in remission from cancer, and I'm so proud of her, and I really wanted to do this in celebration of her brave journey. It also just seemed like a cool way of giving. It really doesn't cost anything, and once cut, the hair's just going to grow right back.
But I didn't realize how emotional the whole thing would be.
I think about the woman who's going to get my hair: Is she my age? Older? Younger? Does she have a husband? Children? Does she sing? Go to church? Has she had cancer before? Is it her first time? Maybe she doesn't even know that she has it yet?
And I've been praying for her too. I don't know a thing about her, but I do know this - she's going to need God's presence. Maybe she has a strong faith already; maybe not. Either way, I pray she'll feel the loving hands of God supporting her in her treatments and healing.
So through it all, I've realized, it's not my hair. I am caring for someone else's hair. And because of that, treating my hair well has become more important to me. I don't curl it. I don't blow dry it. I deep condition it. I'm extra careful with bobby pins and elastics. My hair now has a purpose beyond complimenting my 'look' - it's going to make a woman feel good about herself, maybe even beautiful, in a time when she's going to be surrounded by disease and ugliness.
I'm excited about tomorrow, and a little nervous, and a little emotional. I have all the tools in place - hair stylist, envelope to mail the hair, friend with camera. Gerald and I will head over to the salon for noon, and the 'make-over' will begin.
Please pray for us - for my aunt, for the hair stylist, for the post office, for those making the wigs. But mostly, please pray for 'her'. I know I am...
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