Tomorrow is the day, January 5. The day I have the opportunity to donate my hair to someone in need. The nervous jitters about my hair being cut are finally away. But the nervous jitters about someone receiving my hair are still with me, and quite frankly will be for a while.
I’m not sure why I’m so nervous, but I think it’s because all I want is for that person to love it. I want the person who has struggled with cancer to look at themselves and say “I am beautiful”. People say “hair holds memories” in which they do, but I feel like the memories of my hair being cut is a lot more memorable.
I’m more than happy that the beautiful humans who are struggling will receive something to make their days brighter. To look in the mirrors and feel beautiful.
Getting the opportunity to donate your hair isn’t just a haircut. It’s a blessing. I couldn’t be more grateful for the date, January 5, 2024. To everyone who is donating their hair whether it’s for a loved one, or if it’s because you want to: you are truly an angel, as Mr.Juster says.
To my friends and family who have battled cancer, some who are watching in heaven, I love you all and I am doing it for you.
