It's Just Hair!

A discovery I thought I might not have to find.

After all, the Dr. said "maybe some thinning is possible."

But after I ran my comb through my freshly shampooed hair this morning,

clumps of strands were gathering.

Running my hand over the comb...and getting every last stray,

I threw them into the waster basket and started over...

carefully....from the top of my head to

the very ends...

same result.

I think I'm going to lose my hair.

God knows exactly how many hairs are on my head,

they are numbered.

I instantly pictured Him with a subtraction tablet in His hand,

marking off hair...after hair...after hair, counting

faster...and faster...and faster.

"Stop it! It's just hair'" I tell myself.

It's not like I had a luscious bunch of it anyways.

I mean...really...strings and threads; it's been thin all my life.

And...it will grow back.

Joe, being understanding and always the comforter, hugs me. 

 He kinda pooh-poohed the whole incident saying it didn't matter that much anyway...

I could get a couple of scarves.

I've actually been looking at a few of them...and then of course,

there are wigs.

Some of my friends have them and they have their own heads of hair.

This won't be so bad, I think.

As I stepped downstairs into the kitchen to put breakfast together,

I brushed away a tear starting to form. 

What did I expect was going to happen anyway? 

How did I think that I could dodge this side effect?

And, Joe, God bless him...he doesn't think like a woman...

but he hurts when I hurt  and he wants to shelter me. 

 And wow...it certainly didn't seem to bother him that I may be bald...

balder than him! 

He spoke my name and I looked up at him from the computer...and he stood there looking at me.

I didn't notice at first..but recognition started to set in and I saw that

he shaved his entire head!

I burst out laughing...he had done a pretty good job

(expect a small Mohawk-like patch in the very back)

There is nothing he wouldn't do for a show of support for me, I think. 

A song my brother Chris sang at our 20th anniversary celebration 16 years ago came to my mind;

Tomorrow morning if you wake up

And the sun does not appear,

I will be here

If in the dark we lose sight of love,

Hold my hand and have no fear,

'Cause I will be here.

I will be here when you feel like being quiet;

When you need to speak your mind I will listen.

And when I will be here when the laughter turns to crying;

Through the winning, losing and trying, we'll be together,

Cause I will be here.

~ I will be Here ~  Steven Curtis Chapman