Dog House

“Mom, your hair is the most unusual color.  I really can’t describe it.  Almost like the color of a chocolate lab,” pronounced Jessica. “More like an Irish setter,” mumbled Ed while taking a bite of his dinner, not even looking up.  The...

Rock Star

My hair had started growing the first of January, about six weeks after my last chemo treatment.  I continued to wear hats to cover up the awkwardness of this stage.  It was coming back the most blah color ever – kind of brown, kind of gray, slightly red –...