Last night, surrounded by several of my favorite humans in the world, I did the thing!
I buzzed my hair.
I had been losing hair in clumps and decided it would be less drastic for me if I had it short, before possibly losing it all completely.
Some beautiful gifts came out of this experience…
I’ve had the privilege of growing my hair long enough that I am able to donate it to someone else in need. This is so super cool to me and also very poignant, considering I have never done it before. What a timely gift the Universe plotted!
My husband, my 3 sweet boys, my parents, and my best friend each cut a section of my hair. I then cut one for my sister and my nieces who were with us on Facetime (thank you technology!). These moments were so meaningful and emotional.
My boys repeatedly hugged me and told me I’m beautiful and strong. Melt me!
Natalie Fakhoury, who is not only a seriously talented hair stylist, but my sweet and dear friend, was able to be a part of this journey with me. She gave me hugs when I needed them, asked me throughout the process if I was doing ok and reminded me that I am a beautiful badass. Oh, and that we’re going to have a lot of fun as my hair grows back!
Cancer may be taking my hair, but it’s not taking my smile, the BRAVE out of Braverman, or my ability to laugh in even the toughest times.