Four years ago today, I was hiking with two of my favorite guys. Under my hat, I had a twelve inch scar from ear to ear, and short stubbly hair growing around it. “Interesting choice of hair style,” a lady judged soon after. Yes. In that hairstyle, I chose life, chose to have my tumor removed. God was ever there, giving me a hope and a future. God was ever there taking away all fear. In that hairstyle, I learned that love conquers fear, pain, and even…time Love poured out from those around me as well, making what could have been the most traumatic and awful time of my life beautiful. May I ever see the beauty without having holes cut into my skull.
How am I, some have asked? There are still a few bouts of weirdness I might have forever. Memory stuff, occasional balance glitches or blood vessel pain, hair and skin issues.
With love all things can be conquered. Good thing, huh? .