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Its likely these are the only photos I will post regarding my physical appearance from the shoulders up. It seems I have no problem showing photos post mastectomy but when it comes to my hair, I have a real problem. I will never again make light of balding in men, because now I understand that your hair does have a tendency to define you – its part of your outward personality. So, to help myself really (who am I kidding – this isn’t about making it easy for anyone else) I cut about 10 inches off my hair to make the transition easier. I thought it would be easier to see a small chinchilla sized amount of hair laying on my pillow the day my hair starts falling out dramatically, than a cocker spaniel sized amount of hair. And no need to comment on this and say that I look so much better with shorter hair….it’s not bad but for some reason the longer hair is easier to manage. I’m not beautiful when I wake up with short hair and its standing out in every direction. I used to wake up looking pretty much like I do when I go out in public. Only took me about 3 minutes to go from waking up to heading out the door.
Here are a couple of photos of me with longer hair and the new temporary shorter do.
I remember your hair being down to your waist and it was usually in a ponytail! You always wore your glasses, so maybe that’s the reason I never noticed your eyes. They are beautiful and you rock! Hope the headache medicine works!
Wow! That short cut and lighter color really opens up your face… It’s funny, I always thought having short hair would make the morning routine much faster. I guess I can see your point, though!
I love the short hair
Just saw your blog for the first time today and came across these pics. Your hair, while beautiful, isn’t the nicest thing about your head. Take a look at your eyes – they capture who you are, not your temporary coif. Laugh as often as you can through all of this and your eyes will only get better.
Thanks for the words of encouragement. Every little bit helps,I promise!