I finally did it... the part I had been dreading for almost three months now. Sunday morning, I was trying to get ready for church and there was nothing I could do with my hair. By than it was dry, dead and thin hair. I was getting tried of holding on to it. I knew I wasn't going to make it till Thursday. Brett had been so helpful each day brushing my hair lightly so I could pull it back into a pony tail. I think by than Brett was tried of seeing me struggle with my hair for the past few days. But trying to be a good husband and not saying anything until I was ready to make the decsion. I was gettin pretty tried of the hair all over the bathroom foor and all over our house. That's when I made up my mind that after church was going to be the time. And besides I had a bunch of cute hats, wigs,and scarves that needed to be worn. I asked my good friend, Julie, if she wouldn't mind coming over to shave my hair. It soon became a "Hair Shaving Party" with the group of my good friends and Sunday treats. It was pretty scary, in fact it might be one of the scariest/bravest things I have done in my life so far. After it was over, I didn't want to look in a mirror. I was afraid what I looked like. Even though, all of my friends told me that I looked really good and I had a beautiful head. It took me a few minutes to look at myself. It was a little frightening at first, but I looked at myself again and I didn't think I looked that all that bad. A few of my friends stayed a few more hours and we chatted, I completley forgot about my hair, well lact of. I still felt like me. My hair had changed, but I haven't. Brinlee thinks I look like her dad and Brighton thinks it's cool, but kind of weird. I asked Brett what he thought about his bald wife and he said , "your still you and your hair doesn't define you." I do have to say that I am so happy I finally let go of it. It was a big hurdle that I had to jump over, I did it, and I a feel so relieved.
6 years ago