Every sorrow has a little joy in it.

I have been trying to blog for a couple of days but it has been hard. It is hard to describe my hair falling out. Really hard to even comprehended it. I can't explain what it feel like to look down and see a big glob of your hair not attached to your head. This has been going on for about four days and at this point I am seeing some patches. My daughter went with me to pick out a hat,scarf and wig. Guess I am set. This is my new normal. Grieving my hair but thankful for options. Every sorrow has a little joy in it. Like it is amazing to know my daughter could support me like she did. She was very strong even in my tears. I met an amazing lady today whose job is to help cancer survivors deal with hair loss. She was wonderful. My husband loves me with or without hair ...lot of joy in that. I have friends that will talk to me in my tears and friends that will go where ever I need them to go. I am growing in my empathy for others. I like Gods plan the best because he is always prepared. Little joys in sorrow.