Plenty of Hair to Spare

by SimplySharpe on July 15, 2010

Hair There Everywhere – Before Shot

For the last few years I have been avoiding a promise I made not just to myself, but to a very special person that lost her battle with cancer. My promise was to donate my long curly hair to Locks of Love, an organization that provides hairpieces to financially disadvantaged children in the United States and Canada suffering from long-term medical hair loss from any diagnosis.

As you can see from the “Before shot”, I have tons and tons of long flowing curly hair. I’m Jewish. We grow hair like it’s our job.

I remember as a little girl people would stop me and ask if my hair was naturally curly. They would go on and on about how pretty my hair was and how lucky I am. Perms were really big in the 80s and when my Mom did not blow dry my hair straight, I had Shirley Temple ringlets. I was always jealous of all the other girls and their perfectly smooth, straight hair.

It took me years to appreciate the head of hair I was born with. A lot of factors went into my self acceptance, but the most memorable occurred a few years ago. I met a very special lady who had been laid off from her job of 35 years and rehired by my former boss/mentor to be our receptionist. Not long after she joined our team she found out her cancer returned. She had already been through a series of chemo and was in remission.

This time, they found her tumors too late. Her doctors tried experimental and very aggressive forms of treatment. None of them were working. During this time, she came into work everyday despite the obvious toll these treatments and cancer were taking on her body. Her spirits were always high. She never complained even as the industry became so volatile her position as receptionist grew into a much more stressful workload. My old boss had a fax machine and copier moved to her desk so she could still work without having to get up as often. We all took turns giving her breaks even though some of us were not supposed to be sitting at the front desk. You would have done the same thing if you were me. A few of us also took her to doctors appointments when they were giving her treatments that required someone else drive her.

I remember she wore these scarves around her head that seemed so chic to me. She was not fond of them, but she said the wigs got itchy. She had curly hair too, but kept it very short. She always told me how much she loved my hair and how she would pay money to have my curls. I think this was when the appreciation started to really sink in. Not because I did not have to pay money for pretty hair, but because she no longer had a choice that women make when it comes to our hair.

I told her I would give her my hair if we could find a place to make a wig out of it. She laughed. I went on a mission. That is when I hit Googs and learned about Locks of Love. We talked about it and I told her that I was going to donate my hair to them when it was long enough. The required donation is 10 inches. I thought it was really great that in some small way I would be able to help kids who were suffering from the insecurity of not having hair in addition to different illnesses that may be causing them pain.

My hairdresser at the time knew my plan was to donate my hair and warned me that I have a very low hair line and short hair would require some real maintenance on my part. I would have to let my hair grow at least two inches longer then the required amount so she could put it in a pony tail and properly make the cut.

Then I got engaged. In order to have the hair style that I wanted, I need to cut off a few inches. Oy.

Time went by. My friend passed away.

I never forgot about my promise, but I found convenient excuses to keep waiting. I gained some post wedding weight and my long hair balanced me out. My hairdresser got pregnant and took time off to be with her child. Surely, no one else had her hair line understanding and would be able to cut my hair. My face was too round for short hair. Etc. Etc. Etc.

Just over a week ago, I lost my Grandmother. Another very special woman who absolutely adored her hair. She went to weekly appointments at The Beauty Parlor, as she called it. Even when she was in hospice, someone came in to do her hair. It made me think a lot about my promise and inspired me to finally follow through on it.

I have plenty of hair to spare. There is a little girl out there who will love these curls.

As you can see below in the “After Shot”, I ended up with a really cute cut and doing something that made me feel good inside and out.

Cute Cut, Great Cause – After shot

Life is too short to make excuses. Get out there and cut your hair or do whatever the equivalent is for you.

{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }

Jeff Turner July 16, 2010 at 4:45 pm

And still gorgeous! Well done.

SimplySharpe July 16, 2010 at 5:02 pm

Thank you 🙂

Todd Schnick July 17, 2010 at 12:02 pm

Wow! I like it! And great cause…

SimplySharpe July 17, 2010 at 3:04 pm

Thanks, Todd! A little do good, feel good action was long overdue 🙂

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