What do you think about when you think of the word community? Think about the people, places, food and perhaps some memories. These moments seem so small but they shape who we are. In fact when I reflect back to many things I enjoyed and still enjoy reading I have always enjoyed biographies or pieces that we're applicable. I would like to share with you the pieces that have made me part of who I am rather it's a story or poem.
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Bald Is Brave
Today I was just scrolling and scrolling and usually sometimes its' mindless scrolling on FB but today I found a story worth sharing. I don't really know this young lady but I know the friend who shaved her head. This is the story of a young girl who shaved her head for her grandpa and for teens with cancer. I must admit that takes guts because as I looked at this girl who did it with volunteer, I realized how attached I am to my hair. I can only imagine what goes through someones mind who has cancer. I imagine there are even a few tears and perhaps various questions. However, looking at her story along with the others on:
I realized how brave my grandma was when she had cancer. I can't imagine the familiar things that seem to be normal in how they change. I especially think it's so funny how we can get attached to life but when it involves a physical change, I believe the cut is a little deeper. It's not just your hair but it's looking in the mirror accepting the scars and the walk to become cancer free. I could't cover or try to explain what goes through someones mind as such but these stories on St. Baldricks is worth reading.
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