Less than two weeks to the big shave and my hair hasn't looked consistently this good. Ever. At least to me ;)
Have even been tempting fate and driving around with wet hair and the top down -- generally a recipe for unmitigated disaster. But now? It's like Mother Nature gave me the perfect blow out. Go figure.
Why is suddenly every day a good hair day? I'm assuming it's God's not-so-subtle way of reminding me who's really in control here — and what a privilege it is to be able to choose baldness. Not only the if, but the where and when, too.
Suddenly, I know I will miss my hair both terribly and not at all.
Lisa, you are both brave and crazy. Have enjoyed reading the blog. God bless you and your husband for the money you've raised. Lets hope its the turning point for a cure. Best of luck on the 18th!
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