Last month, when I was waiting for the result of my biopsy, one of thoughts that went through my head over and over again was “If I have cancer, I’m going to lose my hair ... and I really don’t want to lose my hair.” Shallow? Maybe. But real? Totally! I love my long, red hair. That wasn’t always the case. When I was little, I hated it. Any kid with red hair knows why ... you get teased as a kid when you have red hair and freckles. Now, as an adult, it’s one of my favorite features. The two weeks leading up to my surgery and the week after were the longest, hardest weeks of my life to date. I know losing my hair wouldn’t have been the worst thing in the world. But it symbolized so much more to me. Today I’m grateful to be keeping my hair and being cancer free.
Washi Tape, Rhonna Farrer
Picket Fences Kit, Jen Allyson
Heart First Kit, SBG (March 2012 Digi Game)