OM BALD

Why is she bald?

Because she is….

Why, Sheila, why?

Well, why not?

It is not that serious.

It really isn’t that deep.

This is not a poem about losing hair.

This is a poem about being bold and beautiful.

This is a poem about living from the inside out.

If you do not understand, this is not the poem for you.

Perhaps there will be others.

For now, this is a poem for…

Spent a good part of yesterday telling a few trusted friends and family members what’s going on with my hair and what I’m planning to do. I already knew I’d be able to rally up a nice circle of support. The challenge now is just doing the deed. This is when the fear and apprehension comes in. One of my friends offered to do it for me. Not sure if I want her to do so, just be there for support, or just do it alone.

I also spent a good part of the evening reading about others’ journeys.…

So, I log into Facebook and see that a high school acquaintance has updated her profile picture. She’s bald and beautiful! She goes on to explain that she has Alopecia and has finally decided to cut her hair and embrace her condition. I found this so courageous and inspirational!

I have Alopecia and Hashimoto’s Disease which causes me to lose my hair. It eventually grows back but over the past three years the growth has been thinner and thinner. I thought about shaving my head back in…