I thought, I learned, I know
Before my body experienced cancer, I though cancer = bald + skinny I was sure I would loose 60 lbs ( and then of course I would be able to maintain that) All my moles would fall off And my hair would come in thick and brown. I learned Only of few of us get that bald shinny look on the head, My moles all stayed in place, Most people gain weight after Chemo, Christie was told she would loose her hair. We all went to the hair and makeup class to prepare, and pick out our wigs. She didn’t loose her hair, Her makeup is superb. I know A new sister hood was made, New tears for new friends, The pain I would feel for my cancer buddies, and their challenges And My hair is still grey My moles all are in place I am still the healthy weight of a cute and chubby grandma, My love has grown My heart is soft I will look the same But I am not