Shorn
I got another bucket list wish
not quite in the way I’d intended
I was rocking the coolest style I’d had in a hot minute, one of the few I hadn’t hated in my adult life – a curly 80’s rocker mullet
But when your BFF does chemo and loses her hair
And her husband of many years won’t cut his rockstar hair, and you’ve sworn, it’s just hair, and she can’t do it by herself
You. Buzz. It. Off.
And suddenly the folks that wanted you to have long hair, love the short, just for the sentiment
and
it bothered me much more than I expected
Short. Fine.
But I’m menopausal and thinning. And I HATED it. And felt petty for that.
My husband (who shaved bald in solidarity, and is a good dude) said – maybe it counts more, because it hurts.