I wrote this in my journal on April 22, after we shaved my head.
Looking in the mirror after shaving your hair is rather shocking. It left me with the same feeling after I gave birth to Maia. You spend months doing everything you can to protect the child growing inside of you. The hours you spend running your hands over your belly, knowing it is your childs shelter. Then, overnight, your hands run over a flat surface that once protected everything you once and prayed for to be healthy. Your child is now in the open and all you can do is hope and pray the choices you make will be the best.
You run you hands over the hair that once protected you. The hair is gone, but your body is the shelter that you now pray will turn out for the best. It is the shelter that houses the love, nerves, laughs and cries visible to the world. What is inside is the making of the child. The inner child you learn to know all over again.
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Never having known you with hair, I can only wonder if losing that "protection" had anything to do with creating the dynamic, strong, clear sighted woman I met. Maybe you were always that way? Maybe the loss of that protective layer allowed these characteristics to emerge in its place? We all have so much we can learn from your voice. Thank you for posting this and giving us this opportunity.
Dear Heather,
You are an inspiration to others with your strength and indomitable spirit. Your blog is a great idea and, I'm sure, will help others realize there's support out there if you only seek it and also how important friends and family are. Knowing that you are not alone in your fight is a comfort and sharing your feelings and thoughts is a help to others. We love you. Aunt Loretta and Uncle Ken
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