This is me. In October that is. With my husband, Heath. I have very long hair.
I have had very long hair for a very long time. But I felt the need for change. And the desire to do something that was more than me. So, in honor of my cousin, Nichol, I cut my hair today. And donated it to an American Cancer Society sponsored organization. It will take my hair, and hair from others and will make a wig for some of the most beautiful people I know.
This is me. Today. 16 inches shorter. Because I love you, Nichol.
Tonight, Nichol is at home in a hospital bed, unresponsive to the world around her. For seven years her mind, body, and spirit have fought this nasty disease we call cancer, and her time in the ring is coming to an end. Her husband cannot fix this for her. Cannot make it all better. Her 14 yo and 9 yo daughters can only watch, knowing their hugs and kisses are only for their own benefit. Her mother and sister have had their whole lives together with Nichol, and now, cannot follow her. Each one of them, I am sure, would give anything for one last smile, one last hug, one last word. But there is nothing they can do, but wait. I would shave off every hair on my head if it meant they could have that moment. They wait for God to come collect her. I pray they each find that He will fill the void that she will leave behind. I love you, Nichol.