Why? To be honest I haven't been so introspective to give you a detailed answer other than I feel it is important to do. Like most people in this world my life has been touched by cancer. Not personally mind you. I have never had a cancer scare. My grandfather had liver cancer and he ultimately passed in part because of it - he lived a full life and wasn't nearly as afflicted by it as some people are. A friend of mine from college, her mother is battling a relapse of cancer right now. You can follow her story here. Overall, I think that I just want to help someone feel good about themselves during this time. Now for some that doesn't mean a wig, but for some it truly does and for that person I'm happy to be able to do what I can.
So after measuring, researching where to donate, and discussing with the husband the best post-donation hair-do; I made my appointment and headed to the salon with my son and friend Stacy to make the cut. Ace did very well only fussing toward the end - he was content with Stacy holding him. When I was all done and ready to go I went to hold Ace and he wouldn't come to me - he clung to Stacy and his little mouth pouted and his eyes started to well up, he didn't recognize his mommy. It only took a moment or two for him to adjust, and he seems to be more than fine now.