It's official. I am DONE WITH HATS! Sunday I went to church (at my home ward) without a hat on. It was a great feeling. Everybody was so kind and encouraging about my new look. I really appreciated the genuine happiness and excitment for the point that I am at now. It is really amazing when I look at pictures of myself when my hair was just first coming in (like just a shadow) and I can hardly imagine having such a little amount of hair - even though my hair is only an inch long now. I am just so grateful and aware that these worries were taken from me while I was in the midst of it. The Lord is so merciful. There is no other explanation.
When I go to the store, I get a few interesting looks, but I am really alright with that. I know that people have NO idea what I have been through and I have nothing to be ashamed of. Actually, yesterday at the pediatricians office a nice man came up and told me that he really liked my hair. A little strange, but I appreciated it.
I wouldn't really call myself a judgemental person, but now I really try not to judge people. Everybody is special, everybody has a purpose, everybody has a story and everybody is a Child of God.
I wanted to add this picture of my fingernails. Strange, huh? This is how they looked a few weeks after my last chemotherapy treatment. Each of the white stripes represents a treatment and the shock that it put on my body. Thankfully, I never lost any. The stripes are mostly out-grown now, thank goodness. They are still a little bumpy, but they are close to looking normal.