September 2005
Hairspray is back on my shopping list. A simple statement but it carries great significance. It means finally after the first few sprigs of hair sprouted last Christmas, nine months later my hair has grown to a length that can be styled. Once again I have a hairdo. Amazingly, my hair grew out into a style that looks like it was intentionally with layers. I testify that God styled my hair for me with its layers and new thickness. It is wonderful not to feel like a chemo freak anymore and to blend in amongst the norm.
It is interesting the difference reactions I receive. Many remark on my hair. Some people don’t say a word. Maybe they think it would bother me. I love talking about having hair again. I feel like shouting it from the rooftops. I have hair and I really like it! It does seem thicker, just like I wanted. The final word on that was my brother-in-law. When he said it was thicker, the verdict was in for me. His comments are significant because he usually is a man of few words. My natural curl survived and I am styling my hair without curlers. Nice and easy!
