Our daughter, Chloe, had cancer a few years ago and came through it with flying colors and is wholly healthy now.
I decided to make a gratitude offering in thanks for her beautiful recovery and healing.
So, I decided that I would do a very simple thing that would be of service to people who need wigs while they are getting treatment.
(Luckily, Chloe didn’t loose her beautiful hair, but I have so many family and friends who did, that I decided that I wanted to do a little something for them.)
I grew my hair….
for a couple of years, until it was just above my waist.
Last week, Chloe and I went to the hair salon and she cut the back section of it off:
And the stylist cut off the sides, then shaped it:
It hasn’t looked like this since the day of the haircut, because I have no ability to use a dryer or curling iron, and miraculously, my hair that has always been straight as a ruler, has decided to be full of wild and unruly waves and curls.
I am astonished. All my life, I have wanted curls or at least waves, and now I suddenly have them and don’t know what to do with them.
Except wear a hat.
That’s the big fat braid going to the Cross Cancer Clinic in Edmonton Alberta.
The Cross Clinic asks people to bring their hair donations directly to them, as they have specific wig makers that they prefer to use.
They were pleased with the great big fat long braid of hair that I brought them and I was so happy to make this donation.
May it bring some measure of happiness to the person who gets the wig with my hair in it.
If you find it easy to grow your hair, then perhaps you might consider doing a donation too?
Our daughter in law, Alliston, has done the same thing, also in gratitude for Chloe’s fantastic outcome, and she is now sporting a very spiffy and short new hairdo, too.
It was very emotional, and I am very happy to have done it.
And, um, since I have no skills whatsoever with hair, I am now officially growing my hair out again, but this time, for me. :)