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A few weeks ago, I had my first mammogram. I had turned 40 and it was just that time. To make a long story shorter, they found a mass in my left breast. For anyone who has not been through this, it is an extremely stressful process. They have to do follow ups and ultrasounds and finally biopsys to be sure if the mass is cancer. Its a long process and takes 2 weeks or sometimes longer to give you an answer. Living with this knowledge but not knowing what the diagnosis is is a horrible wait I assure you. The day I came home from the initial mammogram, very upset by it all but trying to hide my horror from my children, my 15 year old daughter, Beccah, felt the need to extract every detail from me being the inquisitive child that she is. She had been growing her hair out for years. It was well down her back and just reached the top of her bottom. The very next day, she came home and told me she had an appointment and she would be home in a bit. (In SC, the kids here can drive at 15 during the day)
Can you imagine my surprise when she came back home with her hair cut short up under her ears. She looked beautiful as usual and the style suited her perfectly. Little did I know the true meaning behind this change in her. She sat down with tears in her eyes and told me that, if I had cancer or not, it made her think about stuff and that she really didn't need that long hair so she had gone and donated it to the "Locks of Love" program. She said that if it did turn out that I had cancer and lost my hair, she would want someone to do the same for me. I don't think I have ever been prouder in my life as I was at that moment. Amazing how they can still amaze you even when they turn into the terrible teens! Thankfully, all of my test came back negative and I do not have breast cancer but the experience was one I will never forget, and I have found a new respect for the little girl that I watched grow into a woman right before my eyes.
