Another post from my friend, Marianne.
Bittersweet trip down Memory Lane for me today. I was eating my lunch in
our work kitchen when a guard who works in another region but was
assigned to us today walked in. He saw me and said, "Well hello,
Marianne! I remember you from Fox Chase. That was the branch I was
sent to for training when I was hired and you were the Children's
Librarian. You had that long thick hair. You were the first Children's
Librarian I ever met. I always remember how everyone loved you over
there. Short hair looks good, too, and I bet they love you here." Very
kind words. Yes, I had that long thick hair. In 2006, I think, I went to
my sister's salon and had the owner cut it. She kept asking me if I was
still okay with it. I told her it was time for a change. All of the
women in the shop gathered around to watch as my hair fell to the floor.
They were gasping, telling me how brave I was. The owner said it was
time to get rid of the head bands and thick barrettes that held my hair
back. She also said my hair would be used to make a wig for someone who
needed it. The result was transformative! Sometimes I do miss the way my
hair shone with its chestnut brown color in the sunlight, its waves,
its thickness. The thyroid problem has altered all of that. And yes, it
is time for a change once again! Not sure what!