It's hair ... it grows.
Thank you Jesus!
What started out as a genuinely sweet gesture on my part last week took a slightly selfish and unexpected turn ... BUT today, God put things back in perspective for me via social media ... who said Facebook was evil? Not this lady!
OK ...
I feel like I need to rewind and explain myself a little.
Some readers might be scratching their heads while others are trying to connect the dots. BUT, when I am slinging those dots out on the paper like I'm playing a game of frisbee golf after drinking a glass of wine -- it might be hard to follow. (I'm done rewinding .... I kinda ramble while I rewind)
So, I recently cut off 12 inches of hair and plan on donating it to Beautiful Lengths, a non-profit that makes hair pieces for those battling cancer.
I tell my sweet friend, who is cutting my hair, that I want to still be able to put my hair in a ponytail because not being able to do so, drives me nuts. Like, not just a little bit nuts - like A LOT nuts!
I am also not girly.
I don't like to admit it, but I don't know how to fix my own hair and I barely can fix my makeup ...
I felt like I need it a little long, so I can fake it. After all, I can at least use a curling iron.
After the first initial cut I could put it in a ponytail. It felt a little shorter than wanted, but no biggie.
After evening it out and putting in layers, not a chance.
The way SHE fixed it looked awesome But, as I was starring at it in the mirror, all I could say to myself was "Man, how will I recreate this??????"
Prior to cutting it, I was excited and pumped at the thought of being able to help someone out - even if it is in just a small way.
Then after, I was bummed. Dang it, I couldn't put it in a ponytail .... My problems are huge, right?
I found myself talking about it negatively this weekend. It didn't help that my son (who is 4) has told me everyday since I cut it that he doesn't like it. He also requests regularly that I "put it back" to how it was ...
People would come up and give me compliments this weekend and almost instantly, I would say something like, "Yeah, it's just way shorter than I wanted it."
I seriously began annoying myself. All of my negativity was overshadowing why I do this, which is to help someone fighting cancer.
I saw the following link on Facebook today:
http://vimeo.com/29023856
After watching this, all I could think about was how much I was whining about my hair being two inches shorter than I wanted. This beautiful lady had to shave her head to avoid it falling out in clumps - AND the kicker is that is the least of her worries! There are people out there literally battling for their life. It made me feel selfish and spoiled.
So, finally, I can say that I am proud of my short locks. It is my little way of saying "effff cancer" (you have to watch the video). I also have to thank God for my health. You never know when and if you will get the news that will change your life -- it may be about you, your spouse, a parent, a friend or a child having cancer. I wish no one had to ever hear the words "You have cancer."
Be thankful my friends! I am thankful that God reminded me of that today!
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