When The Curls Drop

“Isn’t long hair a woman’s pride and joy? For it has been given to her as a covering.” ~1 Corinthians 11:15~

I want you to do me a favor. I would like it if you read through this paragraph and then stopped reading my blog temporarily. Yes, I know a blogger telling you not to read her blog, but trust me on this. Imagine for a second what you look like. Hold on to the image and describe yourself in your mind’s eye.

Ok. Do you have it?

For me I see a young woman of average hight, big blue eyes, and auburn hair. Simple enough right? I could be wrong here but I am guessing three out five, used the same three descriptors I did. Height, eye color, and your hair color.

Awe, hair we love it and we hate it. We see it daily in the mirror and often complain about it. It’s too thin, too gray, too curly, too straight, too whatever the case may be.

But what if we had no choice and lost it all. I mean unless your on America’s Next Top Model and Tyra Banks makes you shave your head on makeover day you generally don’t have a choice if you go bald. As a woman that is. Ok so often times men don’t have a choice either but we are loosing focus. I know that this isn’t always the case but it isn’t common for women to want to shave their heads.

But what if your diagnosed with cancer and you have weeks of chemo ahead of you? Everything you used to take for granted will be gone in a matter of weeks.

Makes you think twice when it comes to complaining about your appearance everyday in the mirror or being self-critical. I know it did for me. Cancer takes a lot of things from people and breast cancer forces a woman to redefine what makes them beautiful.

We have all heard the saying, “It’s what’s inside that counts.” But appearance is still a part of who you are and loosing pieces of it can be a great challenge.

I honestly can’t even imagine.

For as long as I can remember I have adored my mom’s red curly hair and often envied it, How could I not have? Growing up I would tug at her curls until she smacked my hand away saying, “Stop it.”

My mom will be bald within the next week or so and because of that she decided to take some control and cut her hair very short so it wouldn’t be as much of a shock.

There isn’t much left to say about it aside from the fact that this was the first time I have ever cried while taking photographs. I cried because my mom is brave, strong, and going through the unimaginable. She is showcasing her pain and being extremely vulnerable to the world.

The journey will be long, full of angst, bitterness, laughter, joy, tears, and fear… but mom I want to tell you this… I love you and you got this…

“She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future.” ~Proverbs 31:25


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