Let me back up a bit.
|Mom and her "Dressy" Hair, 2012|
About two years ago, we saw a child at the hospital undergoing chemotherapy - or at least, we assumed so because she had no hair and was pushing an IV around the cafeteria. Celia asked me why the girl had no hair. I reminded her of when Grammy was sick, and had to have really strong medicine, and her hair fell out. I said that girl probably had cancer, too. Celia decided then and there that she wasn't donating her hair just anywhere, it had to go to somewhere that gave wigs to children. I'll never forget her saying, "Having a tubey is hard, but at least I'm not bald. People don't see my tube right away, but everybody can she she doesn't have hair. That's not fair."
She had waited until she had enough left so she didn't have a super-short style once it was cut. (Her own bit of vanity made her want to make sure she had enough hair left for her sparkly Lilla Rose clips.) Many "Is it long enough YET??" checks later, we went off to the salon. In the end, Celia had sixteen inches of hair cut off to donate.
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