Its weird how things that seemed mountains at the start of this, have become not such a big deal almost a year later. I remember agonizing over whether to get a wig, what to do with my bald head, who I was comfortable with seeing me without a head covering and who not, how Mark and the children would cope, how I would manage looking in the mirror… Recently when I was pulling a wig on for fun, my son even said ‘ag, mom don’t wear that, people are used to you’.
Maybe its because we’ve all seen that it actually will grow back. Maybe its because the harder things become much more important. Maybe its because the evidence of the chemo’s ‘working’ is that hair falls out, so we can be hopeful it is doing the same to the cancer cells. Maybe its because we have loved ones telling us they don’t love us because of my hair. Maybe its because of the Lords grace in giving us strength we didn’t think we had. Maybe it’s a mixture of many reasons.
As we anticipate my hair possibly falling out for the second time with this next course of chemo, we give thanx to the Lord for His many, many mercies these past months.
Having fun with LeeAnne, Chris and Robs with the wigs in Dec
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