Wednesday, January 03, 2018
My hubby has this beautiful long hair. It almost reaches the middle of his back. But, he is finely tired of the maintenance it takes for him to keep it growing. The reason he started rowing his hair is to give to wigs for kids or something along that line. He has made some inquiries with the local barber shops but none of them support that or want to help. They will however cut it to his specifications when he is done growing it. It took him 3 years to get it this long and I am proud of him. To me it has a deeper connection as my brother as a teenager was a recipient of such a wig.
My brother had leukemia. We nearly lost him when he was a teenager. It took an experimental trial at the university clinic in Mainz, Germany to save his life. After they put him in absolute isolation, reduced his white blood cells to zero and induced a dangerously high fever and a trial serum he pulled through after 3 horrific long days and nights. After it was chemo and he lost all his hair. That's where the wig came in. He didn't wear it long and his friends were crazy about him and didn't care whether he had hair or not. He had to take a year off school to get through it all. But after now close to 45 years later he is well, alive and more ornery than ever.
So as soon as it warms a bit I think my hubby is gonna get that hair cut. It will be different looking at him without that long hair and if I'm lucky he'll get his grizzly beard trimmed as well. God, I love that man!