I just heard that on a hockey show out of Canada just now. I am short on inspiration this afternoon and that just fell into my lap. Yea, OK. Can we do something with that?
Maybe not. What is really taking up my attention right now is that my hair seems to be falling out. I had some loss way back when and lost maybe a third of it and then it held so I really didn’t get bald. Not that that would be the end of the world since guys with no hair is in vogue. So, practically, I think I will take a shower and see what happens.
In reality there are numerous side effects from the abuse of chemo and they are all a pain but hair loss seems the most obvious and gets the most attention. People in people in general don’t know this and sort of glom on to hair. Obviously me dealing with this for so long have had experience with the many facets but ironically had little trouble with hair.
Well, beauty and genius require no explanation but apparently hair does. I guess we are a vain group of campers as a whole. Well I will let you know what happens with my situation.
If I haven’t told you guys recent that I love you I will right now. I love you, you are the best. Bald loves, Felipe.
Felipe’, This is a first! Needed to comment on the bald thing. Oh, and the I love you, too. It appears that Eagles fly with the Dove. And love the one you’re with. So, Eagles are Bald and My Rebecca is right there. And…You are Loved! And, I love you! Peregrina Sherie
Sherie ~ It is somehow also alperfect. Felipe.x
Our mutual friend Patty played around with the wigs offered, totally rocked the 70’s for awhile:), went in disguise to sing at a chorale performance and had people wondering WHO that woman was…. You can check in with her on how it all worked out morale wise. She is kind of a trickster so I think she enjoyed having something to fight back with…
Your Rebecca can knit or felt you a hat. You do mostly wear hats!
I am sorry that your white face frame will be diminished, but you will still be you:).
Michelle ~ oh, it is not the hair so much, it is the shock of it. Surprises coming all the time. It really isn’t going to interfere with my performance which would bother me. Hope to see you soon, Felipe.x
Hey Felipe, every day we ponder what you must go through. I’ve got enough for us both and could share.
Not quite as nice as yours tho.
glad to hear your thoughts and your heart. Still listening here….
peace ,
Nancy ~ we all need to get together soon to talk about hair and related topics. Miss you guys, Felipe.x
Indeed……..and you’ll be seeing my firstborn soon……tonight even perhaps. 🙂
Nancy ~ oh, first born on the loose, thanks for the warning. Love that boy! Felipe.x
Hola Amigo Felipe!
Jon I. was the very first friend I made (and I mean that explicitly; as I identified him as someone I wanted to be my friend) in Officer Candidate School at Quantico. We went through that “rigorous” training together helping and encouraging each other all the way. We stayed “tight” all through the 6 months of The Basic School and then parted ways as he went off to flight school and I went to Camp LeJeune to become a Combat Engineer Officer. Our friendship was totally cemented in those 9 months of “togetherness”, and would remain so for the rest of our lives. Jon’s wife was Marcia, and she was a spitfire of a woman and brought her own electrical storm with her wherever she was; the proverbial “fiery redhead” with a gorgeous head of curly hair. When she started her chemo treatments, that beautiful mane was the first thing to go. Our mutual buddy, Ken Brust (your Vashon Camino amigo) and I planned a trip out West to see her and each of us got a total head shave to surprise her with on our arrival. She laughed and cried and cried and laughed and loved us even more than any of us thought possible. One of my best memories of all time. It is up to Ken and I to remember those moments now as Jon has slipped into that innocent fog of Alzheimer’s. There may be no explanation for beauty, but we know it takes many forms.
SF,
PFJ
Juan ~ magnificent story about hair and friendship. Thank you and I am plugging it right into today’s post word for word. Happy Sunday, Felipe.