Aside from dusting off the blog, I decided to do something I've been wanting to do for a long time. With fortuitous timing and my tipping point reached, I decided that this is the time to make the first move.
Donate to Locks of Love
Locks of Love is an organization that collects donated human hair and creates custom wigs to children suffering hair loss from diseases and traumatic events such as cancer, alopecia, burns and other life-altering events.
Sure, I could have donated a check. What organization can't use cold, hard cash? But I want my contribution to be personal. I want to know that when some little girl looks in the mirror and smiles because for a moment, she isn't reminded of her illness or disease by her lack of hair, it is because I was able to give her a gift. I'm not curing cancer, but maybe I can help her feel better in some way while she fights through her illness. I don't know, it just seems like the right thing for me to do.
I tried to do this several years ago, but my hair was not quite long enough (shy about an inch) and I was too impatient to let it get any longer. But for the last two years, I've been letting it grow...and grow...and grow...
I am donating over 10 inches of my own hair.
It was a bit more surreal than I had imagined because I had not realized how attached to it I had become. It seems that long hair sort of becomes its own being, it has it's own life because it too changes over the years. And I unfortunately found out, also leaves you with some strange cowlicks and growth patterns that you don't discover when it's long and weighed down. But hey, I get to grow my hair out...some of these kids might not ever.