Bye, Bye Hair

 If you would have asked me several months ago what I liked most about my face, I’d probably tell you my hair.  

Then cancer came knocking at my door.  


As women, I feel like there’s a lot of beauty connected to our hair. Modern women need to feel in control though. I’m one of them. I decided to cut it short and donate my long locks.   

And then my head started to hurt as if I’d had my hair up in a ponytail for too long.   

And then I began to shed like a dog in the summertime. It was the most horrific and discusting thing ever! I cried. I laughed. I cried and cried and cried some more. Losing my hair was tough.   

And then it became worse. My red hair just wouldn’t let go. I was sick from chemo. I had these last few hairs hanging on and so was I. I looked old, sick and gross and felt the same way. 

   Enough is enough. We shaved it. I cried some more. It was final. I was bald! This was so incredibly hard on my son, but my daughter helped me cope by being silly. 


And then I got brave and did something crazy….I posted my bald headed self for all to see. It was empowering! It gave me strength. 


So I contacted a professional photographer, Jenny Lea Dutton Owens, from Denton, TX, and ask her to take my breast cancer pictures in Deep Ellum in the art district of Dallas, TX. This required me to be bald in public. Strength comes from stepping outside your comfort zone.    


Bald is beautiful!

About courage2conquercancer

At the age of 40, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. This is an account of my journey from my discovery and beyond.
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