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The Hair Hits the Road

It’s been on my head.

It’s been to Melbourne, Florida — twice.

It’s been to Akron, Ohio.

And off it goes now to Vienna, Virginia, where newly diagnosed Michelle will wear this wig once chemo takes full effect. Michelle, just now recovering from a mastectomy, is a married, working mom of two little boys, ages 1 and 4.

Michelle found me via this blog and reached out to ask some questions — several of which were about hair. She liked the look of my “underhair” — cotton on top, human hair around the sides, meant to be worn with hats — and she was thinking of getting such a cover-up for herself. No sense in that. I have a perfectly good one crumpled up in a box in my closet, I told her, and I pleaded that she let me send it to her. She accepted, so I shampooed, conditioned, dried, flat ironed, and topped with a bucket hat. Next, I’ll box it up and mail it off. She should have it in a few days, just in time to bring her some comfort before her own blond hair is gone.

Gosh, this hair tells such a story — I ordered it because I’d tried on a few traditional wigs, and the way they framed my face screamed, “She’s wearing a WIG!” Desperate to look like my own normal in the midst of cancer chaos, I loved the thought of a ballcap on top of hair that looked real. A hundred bucks (plus) later, I had in my hands a perfect solution — the not-scratchy, cottony-soft, blond-like-my-own-hair fix that was so believable a neighbor once commented on how great it was that I had not lost my hair. I attribute the facade to the human hair, the perfect shade of color, cut to just the right length, and looking fresh and clean and bouncy thanks to the recommended Frizz-Ease products.

This wig, which ironically looks nothing like my hair now (chemo can change the color and texture of hair), brought me peace when my world was crumbling.

I think it will do the same for Michelle.

And for whoever is in line next to her.