Speaking Of Scars...

After doing the last post I realized it had been a while since I'd posted pictures of my scar. Below are a few photos. My scar is now my little secret. Strangers would never know what I'm going through just by looking at me.

I feel like I'm finally integrated into society. That probably sounds weird. It's hard to explain....I guess I felt like I wasn't moving forward. I felt ugly, that's for sure, and I didn't like the fact that I couldn't choose my hair, it chose me or maybe it's that the tumor dictated it. I now feel like I have options. Options are such an important thing in life. Anyway, about the scar, thank you to my parents for providing such thick hair genes, the fluffy hair is the perfect cover up for my little secret!

New Hair Cut

Here are photos of my new hair cut. It's the second hair cut I've had since the brain surgeries. The boys (my hair colorist & cutter) call it a 1920's bob. At first I hated it, but now I'm starting to love it! I miss my long hair, but at least now I have a style. You can't even see the scar! I think the hair is a little sassy :)

I'm liking my sassy short new 'do but I'm still dreaming of long beautiful, blond hair. It's a great motivator to eat healthy and exercise. The longer I go without radiation, the sooner I'm able to get back to my long blond Baylayaged roots! I'm going to print the following photo and put it on my fridge for inspiration. I do best with goals.

It probably sounds like a stupid, self absorbed, goal but at this point I don't care that much. Whatever gives inspiration to try harder, eat better, exercise more, and sleep, is all that matters. I'm a girl who loves hair. We all have our weaknesses.