As I was taking care of household tasks, I wondered what I might draw in ink today. Then I spied the bottle of shampoo sitting on the shelf and I thought “why not?”
My hair’s post-chemo weirdness is gone now; it’s growing out at odd lengths but I’m thankful to have hair. A minor thing compared to being healthy again but it makes me happy. Still very dark though. At 71, I expected to be more gray but I take after my grandmother and her sister Lucille, who both also had dark hair until very old.
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