Well, I know in my last post, I was down on wigs. Well, I've had a change in heart. I was out shopping yesterday and went past a mirror. It was then that I realized how thin my hair is. My husband keeps telling me my hair is going to grow back and that I look fine. Well, I don't know if my hair will grow back and I realized I don't look fine. I look pathetic.
So time to do something about it. After looking at myself in that mirror I drove home. I got my wig out and finally got it adjusted to where I could stand it. Then went out in public. I felt better. I am devastated about my real hair, I can barely stand what has become of it. I have cried and cried to the Lord, only to see more hair lost.
I am not particularly wild about my first wig so thus ordering a new one. Hoping I like the look of #2 better. This whole journey is so hard. Change is always hard. My oldest grandson is going through change. In 2 weeks he will be going to school for the first time. He doesn't want to. I sat holding him and we cried together because we are both afraid of changes in our lives. At least we can tell each other "I love you".
1 comment:
praying.. always.
i'm sure the wig looks wonderful
on you - but i can only imagine
the discomfort.
what a sweet grammie you are to
cuddle your precious grandson
through his personal reluctance
for school.
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