I’m not sure what I can write that would do justice to what I experienced last night, but I need to get something down, to remember a little of what I felt.
To say that I felt supported and loved is an understatement. The outpouring of comments, emails and messages from friends on Facebook was touching, and the community of women who gathered around me last night showed me what real beauty is. One dear friend even offered to shave her head with me, just so I wouldn’t feel alone – just so she could carry this burden with me.
They brought flowers, and notes of prayer and encouragement. We ate, drank and made merry. And when the time came to shave my head, they gathered around and buoyed my spirits with their joy.
One last shot with Francis when he dropped me off
The first pass
Getting there. Feeling okay.
The butterfly seems fitting
Seeing myself for the first time. The women had decorated my head with markers, and just over my ear says “GI Jaclyn” and “Sing”
I only cried for a minute, and then I said, “It’s not so bad.”
Now my headscarves can actually just be *scarves* again
For all your prayers and messages – I thank you. I held all your kindness in my heart throughout the evening, and it gave me strength. God’s grace was abundant in that kitchen and in my heart last night!