Today was wig day. My sister Erin and niece Cora came and went shopping with me. I didn’t, at first, think I wanted one, but when I found out my insurance would pay for it, I thought, “What the heck. Could be fun.” And if it gives me a headache or makes me sweat like a stuck pig, I’m out no money if I don’t wear it much. We went to three different shops and tried on many wigs, as you can see in the pics below. 
It really was kind of fun. And I learned two things about myself. First, I have a huge head. I’ve always suspected I was overly blessed in the area of cranial girth based on the number of hats that have driven me to aspirin over the years. Now, I have confirmation – from women who try wigs on women for a living. Some (and by that, I mean my family) would say I have a sakidophalic head. You won’t catch that reference unless you have an affectionate obsession with 1940’s Hollywood musicals. I also learned that it is really hard to find synthetic hair that looks even close to natural. At least I’m struggling to wrap my mind around it. Maybe I’ll feel differently after chemo starts and I truly am bald. When a wig is the only hair I have, I just might embrace it. But for now, I’ve decided that it’s nice to have the option, even if it feels weird. And in case you are trying to figure out which one I chose, you won’t find it here.
“Now if a man loses the hair of his head, he is bald; he is clean. If his head becomes bald at the front and sides, he is bald on the forehead; he is clean. But if on the bald head or the bald forehead, there occurs a reddish-white infection, it is leprosy breaking out on his bald head or on his bald forehead.” Leviticus 13:40-42
Disclaimer: These verses have absolutely nothing to do with my post and taken here, out of context, will not in any way enhance your spiritual walk.
You look pretty in all those hairstyles! Glad it was somewhat a fun day. Loved the balding verse! God bless you!