She would not even entertain the idea of cutting her hair until it was long enough to donate again. Many nights as I brushed out the tangles and listened to her scream and cry, I was SO ready to cut it. I would say "Let's just go ahead and cut it and you can donate it next time." But NOPE- she wouldn't hear of it. So we kept measuring it and waiting until it was long enough to cut (without giving her a neck line!)
And finally in mid June we had enough hair!!
This is the before picture..
Gosh- when you look at how absolutely beautiful her hair is in this picture, you wonder why on earth I would cut it off! But I assure you- getting it to look this smooth and good took work. Lots of WORK. Like 30 minutes of drying it every other night with tears. And Brenna cried too!
So we set up our appointment with Angel and went in to get the job done!
The first cut always makes me nervous! |
6 inches!!! |
The thought of less tangles and less drying time made me absolutely giddy with excitement!
The before and after....
I think this was the shortest her hair has ever been except when she was my bald little cotton top! but I loved it. SO much easier to take care of, for both of us! But I wasn't so crazy about how grown up it made her look.
We went straight for her to donate it to the Cancer Center in honor of her MeMawMom.
Gosh- Have I mentioned how much I love this kiddo?? She melts me. She walked right in to the center and up to the desk and gave Mrs. Donna her hair just like she knew what she was doing!! And- she did know what she was doing! This was round 2 after all.
We got to say hi to some of the ladies in the office, and Dr Young walked by and Mrs. Donna told her why we were in there. She smiled so sweetly at Brenna and told her she was proud of her.
I'd like to say it isn't hard at all to go into the Cancer Center, but I would be lying. It is very hard to go in there. The flashbacks of the many endless hours we spent in there filled with hope and fear; praying that what Mom was going through was saving her life. And then many more countless hours in there wondering how much more time we had with her, while continuing to pray for our miracle. We didn't get the miracle that we prayed for, because sometimes God's answers aren't what we would choose. He had better plans for her. No more pain. No more worry. No more cancer. But she left behind an amazing legacy. And this little girl in these pictures is part of that. I have no doubt that she won't continue to carry on her MeMawMom's legacy for the rest of her life. Brenna Grace Pool is a life that was forever changed for the better because of the amazing woman she was blessed to call MeMawMom.
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