I had breast cancer - but I got better.... A posse is a group of people who ride out with you into the teeth of trouble. They generally have your back. This blog contains notes for all those who have watched and supported my ride...
Jan 29, 2010
Hair Stuff
A friend of mine told me something the other day. He said that he is sorry that I've lost my hair, but at least mine will grow back some day. He's not bald, but he's definitely receded a bit. Now, don't misunderstand, he is very sad that I have breast cancer and is sympathetic and helpful and all that but he gave me a new perspective. It really made me a little less anguished at losing my hair. I really can't imagine the anguish of losing your hair, forever. You can't wait a while and see if it grows; there's no turning the clock back. And losing your hair, if you're a guy, is not reflective of any bad lifestyle choices either. You are completely powerless to affect it in any way. Thanks, Steve, for reminding me that I will come back, I will be restored when this is all over. Feels good to ponder that!
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I love the thought too Jane, of your restoration; and I love the thought-that not only will you be restored, but renewed, stregthened and made more appreciative of how precious and fragile this gift of life is.
ReplyDeleteGod bless and godspeed in your healing.
Jane, I'm a little late in registering and signing on here. However, I'm happy to have "joined" the posse. And while I'm far away (not too far), I'll be sending consistent streams of good vibes your way.
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