Happiness is a choice!

Bald Girls

My life has been centered around my hair. My mom was a beautician and she was doing my hair from the moment I was born. My aunts were getting their hair done for dances as I watched rows of ratted curls grow high upon their heads,  with ringlets in the back. That was my favorite transformation. Also my aunts would use soup cans to get big straight curls. It was alway the center of conversation around my house.

When I realized that I would be bald because of the chemo treatments I was receiving, it was a big shock. Then when it happened it was devastating, but change is good and I was a somewhat up to the challenge. Looking at myself is still a shock.

I have heard some eye opening comments. One little girl said,”It is ok, when I look at you I will imagine that you have hair” I adore her and understand that she doesn’t want to face the fact that I look very different without hair. I want that little girl to know as well as everyone else out there that it is ok to be bald. It is what it is. It is ok to look like you do and be who you are and own it. Be confident and comfortable with who you are and then others will be comfortable with you to. One bald man said to me,”You look good bald, and I said, You do too”

I love this story…

An associate of mine was telling me that she was recently divorced and her ex husband had always insisted that she grew her hair out. She was feeling really defiant and was drinking with her friends on evening and all of a sudden she said, “Let’s shave my head” She started chopping and finally they got to a bic razor. To the point that she  was shiny bald. She woke up the next morning and looked at herself in the mirror and said,”Oh my heck, I’ve got to go to work!” She went to work and she was fine.

People are shaving their heads, shaving one half of their heads, dyeing their hair, all kinds of stuff. I think I look just like everyone else, trying to be different, trying to be liked, trying to feel loved, trying to live this life the best that I can. We are all the same, just different shells.