It may be just a tad premature to celebrate HAIR, but I can now actually see the growth without magnification and feel the fuzzy wuzzy when I rub my head. I try to celebrate the growth without obsessing on how SLOWLY it is growing. But it’s hard, especially when you do the math. Let’s say it has grown an eighth of an inch (which is generous) in two months…hmmm. Better to stay focused on the wonder of discovery. Contrary to my worst fears during my darkest moments in the past months, my hair really is growing back, and everywhere. I will never again take my hair for granted, nor will I denigrate what I do have. Thank you, Angels of Hair!
I am especially happy that my eyelashes are also growing back. That was an unwelcome surprise when I lost them, and a real challenge to overcome from a beauty standpoint. Naked eyes tend to give you a washed-out, zombie effect, which is not attractive, trust me. It forced me to try “falsies” (eyelashes, that is) for the first time in my life. Way too high maintenance.
So, as I patiently await the growth of my hair to a length that I will feel comfortable going out of my house in, I am washing all of my wigs for my trip to Santa Barbara tomorrow. Gotta have back ups for the back up…I am both excited and a bit anxious about getting back into the real world. Here goes…plunging into the deep end…love and light.
Jun. 7, 2013
Judy Richter 