Today is my birthday. I’m officially 27. We’re going to take the kid to this cool little local zoo called Cat Tales with my parents and my best friend. Then later it’s off to get some heartburn and eat some delicious BUFFALO WINGS! Audrey has been begging […]
Month: August 2015
In my short time on this earth, I have seen terrible things happen to good people. Heart breaking. I do what I can to help. I’ve been blessed with so much more than I need. When I was waiting for eternity (3 weeks) in the hospital to deliver my child, I went on a tour of the children’s hospital. They made it look so fun. Beautiful paintings by the patients covered the walls and ceiling tiles. It was warm and inviting. The entry to the pediatric oncology department looked like a circus tent. If I were a child with an evil disease, that would make me feel better.
While there, I made some headbands for the little girls to wear. It was the least I could do and it kept me occupied. I was happy to do it. These children suffer and yet keep smiles on their faces.
A few years ago, my husband’s aunt was diagnosed with colon cancer. She fought a good fight. Refusing to let go, she was able to join her husband and walk their daughter down the aisle. The chemo caused her hair to fall out and she wore a wig for the wedding. She was so beautiful with out it though. Her smile was always as wide as her face. More contagious than a yawn. About a month before she passed, I was sitting with her just visiting. I asked her how she was doing and her response still brings tears.
God gave me this life. This life is the life I lived. I hope I lived it how he wanted me to. I married my best friend and had two perfect children. I’ve seen my nieces and nephews born, grow and start their own families. I am happy with my life.
Words we should all live by. It’s amazing how clearly you begin to think when you have so much to risk.
I started growing my hair out 2 years ago for vanity reasons. Not knowing there were charities I could donate it to. And I say charities because they’re non-profit organizations. Some places won’t accept chemically treated hair and they make the children pay outrageous costs for the wigs.
A few months ago, someone posted a link to several non-profit organizations to donate your hair. I looked at them and found Children With Hair Loss. I did my research and decided this was the best fit for me. I wanted to hold out until the end of summer to cut it so to get as much as possible to donate. They require the hair be a minimum of 8 inches.
Over the weekend I realized that I was ready to chop the locks. I was done feeling like Rapunzel and excited to bring confidence back to a beautiful child. They deserve this hair more than I do. On Monday I went to the salon. All I could hear was the music before Jaws attacks.
She sectioned it off and braided it. Then the first cut was in the back. I felt like I lost two pounds. Then the next cut and one more. She spun me around and I opened my eyes. Where was my hair? I looked at the table and saw it. She kept telling me how excited she was to be doing this for me. Good, because I was freaking out.
I donated a 10 inch braid and two 9 inch braids. In total, I cut off around a foot and am happier every day with my decision. If you have ever wanted to help someone, I suggest you look into donating your hair.