Liberation Army

I had been forewarned that it would be best to cut my hair very short before the hair started to fall out from the chemotherapy. The head can be pink and tender at this time; a short cut is less irritating than shaving. Ten days after chemo, it felt the like time was right to liberate my head.
That said, there has been a shearing and it was a joyous celebration of an evening. Friends Lynne and Scott, Rosalie, Kim, and my son Cheney were present. Lynne made her excellent lentil soup, Rosalie poured champagne, Scott mixed music for the evening, “Hot Wig mix”, and we cranked it. Kim offered love, support, and a good deal of floor sweeping. The camera changed hands throughout the evening to provide a visual record.
Scott had grown his hair over the last year and a half and had made the decision, without coercion on anyone’s part, to show his support by cutting his hair and donating it to Locks of Love. Locks of Love is an organization that provides hairpieces to financially disadvantaged children under age 18 suffering from long-term medical hair loss from any diagnosis. A humbling inclusion to the evening and an altruistic statement we could all embrace as a distraction to cutting for chemo.
I had decided that Cheney would clip my hair. I wanted this to be a family ceremony and opportunity for him to contribute at a time when cancer had hijacked his mom. Cheney, like all my boys, prefers a good buzz cut to a manicured style and is nearly an expert with shears. I trusted my head in his hands.
I think the photos best reveal the mood of the evening and hope you enjoy the visuals as much as we enjoy our new styles.