I would just like to start this by saying that I am a very vain person.
I'm sure everyone is, in their own way.
But I'm a little worse than most.
So what I am about to write about: I am desperately scared of doing.
But I'm doing it anyway.
I have joined a team for St. Baldrick's and in eight short days, I am shaving my head.
This, will all be gone
Guys, I'm scared.
Things I am scared of:
That my head is lumpy.
That my face is too round to make bald look cute.
That I have literally spent my entire life saying, "I am trying to grow out my hair" and now my hair is the longest it has been in a really long time and soon it will be gone.
That my husband won't think I'm as pretty.
That I will freak out my patient's parents.
That the kids I babysit will rub my head and think I look weird.
That I will miss my hair so much that I will lose sight of the bigger picture, making myself even more vain than I originally acknowledged myself to be.
But, there it is, the bigger picture I mentioned?
Here's a secret.
I'm also excited.
Things I am excited about:
Getting rid of the split ends that probably take over half my hair.
Starting fresh.
Duck fuzz.
Trying out all the cute short hair styles I like, but haven't wanted to do because "I am trying to grow out my hair"
Helping kids who have cancer.
That right there is why I need to shave my head.
Because kids still get cancer.
And that really sucks.
And I may not be the person who cures cancer, but I can help by raising money and by joining these amazing kids in showing the world that bald is beautiful.
My fundraising goal is $300. Thanks to some really awesome family and friends, I am almost halfway there at $140. I will be making up the difference of whatever I don't raise so that I will reach my goal of $300, but if you want to help out too, I won't complain. :)
Let's kick cancer's ass.
