Due to battling cancer with my father for the past two years I have not been on here much. This past May my father lost the war. We got much closer through it all. Visiting all the specialists across the state. It was at one of these specialist office a life changing event occurred. Dad was checking in, I was sitting in the waiting room playing a game on my phone. In walked a mother and daughter. The daughter no more than 13 years old I'm sure in a wheelchair with oxygen tank, Iv and other medical devices attached or in tow sat in the chairs facing me. She was bald as. Bald could be, no doubt from the cancer treatments. Dad came and sat next to me and we waited for him to be called in. The girl in the wheelchair was staring at me and began tear up. Her mother told her to stop staring. She whispered to her mother and she shed a tear. I looked up and she was staring at me and looked away when she realized I caught her. Her mother said "I apologize for her staring , but your hair reminds her of hers when she had it." On the four hour drive home with dad sleeping I had nothing to do but think about that. Short version of the story, I decided to grow my hair out to donate to wigs for kids. So in three years I'll get a haircut whether I need it or not. The fringe benefit, no more wigs or extensions. I'm no longer the one saying someone should do something about that. I'm the one doing something about it. It feels good.
Originally Posted by Jeri Ann
