Hair

I don't post because I don't want to reveal how sad and negative I am a lot of the time.  That's not me.  It's my blog and I can do whatever I want.  However, to type the negative words is to give them power.  (in my mind, anyway.)  So I just don't blog.  Today, I have something to blog about.

My friend Michelle nominated me for a Honey Baked Ham gift card, and I won.  It was something about "foiling cancer" and I was thrilled to find out that I'd won a $75 gift card.  That will be a HUGE help on Thanksgiving.  Tonight, I stopped by the local HBH store to order a ham for next week.

There was only one more customer in the store, and it was a couple.  I'm going to guess that they were in their late 50's to early 60's.  She wore a knit hat and was obviously bald.  As I left the store, they were following.  I held the door for them and then asked:

"Did you win a $75 gift card by being nominated for fighting cancer?"  She looked shocked and answered "Yes?"  She seemed confused.  I said, "Yeah.  Me, too.  I fought breast cancer for most of 2012."  She asked when my last chemo was, and I told her that it was September 19, 2012.

This is where I teared up.  She looked at her husband and said, "See?  Look how much hair I'll have in a year!"  I told her that I, too, struggled with the hair loss, felt it would never grow back, and now have had a trim and still have this much hair.

She smiled and then I did it.  I asked if I could please give her a hug.  She nodded and I hugged her.  I hugged her hard.  And while I hugged her, I whispered, "This will be over soon.  I promise."

She nodded and we parted ways.  I'll likely never see her again.  I hope she keeps her chin up, and I promise to do the same.  I have hair.  I have hair, and she'll have hair next year.  Maybe she'll lift up someone else who is struggling at that time. 

Hair?  Wanna see mine?  OK!