this post
would be easy
I thought writing
this post
would be fun
and don't get
me wrong
it's not that
this post
is the opposite
it's just that
this post
is everything
I never expected
...and isn't that
the lesson here
life, in a way
is everything
never expected
one thing
that stands out
for me is
walking this journey
along side
my loved ones
pales in comparison
to living it
one can only
imagine
what life
would be like
if...
and the reality is
to see cancer
from a front row
perspective
to witness
the life change
the transformation
of a spirited, innocent child
to a weathered, wounded warrior
it ignites fire
a fierce force
from within
and fuels intentions
actions
of love
of hope
I've walked the hallways
of Roswell's 6 North
enough times now
arts and crafts in tow
ready to keep a smile
on our Nya Noodle's
beautiful face
and this time
the last time
knowing my hair
my locks of love
were mine
for a limited time
our baby girl
lay quietly in bed
say lady...
I brought some fun
do you feel up for
drawing... nothing
stickers... nothing
hey! Aunt Amanda
wore her hair down
you want to brush it
for the very last time
she picks her head up
she smiles
we get comfortable
and hair brushing it is
what is it
about hair
that girls
of all ages
are attracted to
we love it
we obsess over it
we play with it
we style it
we cut it
we grow it
we compliment it
hair
just one
of the many many
physical traits
that reveals
what we look like
but has nothing
to do with
more importantly
who we are
I will admit
I think we all
can admit
that even though
we may think of
ourselves as beautiful
whether it be
on the inside
or even on the outside
when we think
our hair looks good
we actually
feel... beautiful
why is that
when it came to
the day, March 11th
there were a lot
of emotions
yes, there were
some nerves
some excitement
but I was surprised
by the anger
by the sadness
something about the day
hit me with a dose
of reality
of cancer
of a child
who I love
who didn't
have a choice
and that
just hurt
and then
I felt that flame
the heat of love
the light of hope
all the intentions
all the actions
of others
supporting
lifting
this little girl
her family
and me
this was simply
meant to be
so I took
a deep breath
inhale
exhale
change
grow
Hair's to Nya
what comes next
again... never expected
relief
rebirth
rebuild
reaction
over 13 inches
gone
given
to another girl
to help her
feel... beautiful
that made me
feel beautiful
the kids
my kids
what will they think
what will they say
Easton
you look like me Mommy
Azalea
you look beautiful Mommy
Me
really, you like it
Azalea
it's still just you Mommy
and with that
words of wisdom
from a 3 year old
it's just hair people
it's still just me
and would ya know
hair... 13 inches of hair
me... my fire
my fierce force
my courage created
over $2,500
of love and hope
for this beautiful
beautiful girl
Hair's to Nya
overflowing
to this day
well after March 11th
the love and support
the funds are still
pouring in
I truly never expected
an experience
such as this
it's indescribable
to fully express
the gratitude
that encompasses
each and every
kind gesture
to simply and appropriately
define it... it's
BEAUTIFUL
Thank you!!!
Keep Smiling
