Crazy life of my hair

I've had a wacky hair life. My hair has always kind of defined me. I've been known to have "great hair." Never a bad hair day, people don't know how I can do my hair like that... get exactly that colour, stuff like that. It's just something I have always associated my femininity and identity with, even though it might sound superficial, it's a bit true.

I don't know if most people would realize that its true for probably lots of women, that their hair is meaningful for them... until their hair goes missing for awhile.

My hair went missing for awhile, TWICE.

The first time, it was because I was put on a medication, Epival. Most of the time, this medication does not cause hair loss. But for me, it did. And as soon as we (my doctor and I)were figuring that out, I changed medications and did everything I could to grow my hair back. Finally, it had grown back, and I had it for a while, but then "something" happened in my life. So for the second time, I was to take the Epival. I contested against it but I had no choice this time around. I HAD to take it. I took large doses for a few months and eventually I was looking for wigs. Not to mention crying every day as I pulled out large chunks of hair and trying to style my hair that was so thin, that my scalp was showing everywhere. I was embarrassed to go out. It was horrible.

Lets rewind... back to, my early 20's (even in my teens actually). I have ALWAYS curled all of my hair with a curling iron and then styled it. I felt that my hair should have volume and I loved curls. Naturally, my hair was a little wavy but mostly frizzy and well, i just didn't have a hair straightener! So beautiful curls it would be! Yes I had to work for them every morning but I didn't care. It was like artwork for me. Not a vain thing, I actually just enjoyed styling my hair.

Fast forward to now. It has been almost 2 years since I've been growing back all my hair. And guess what? It grew back curly! Not really wavy, not tiny curls, but curly exactly how I used to curl it all those years! Even some sweet ringlets. All I basically have to do is use a bit of moroccon oil to smooth the frizz and then later or the next day when most of it is dry, I just curl like a few ones on the top to smooth it out. Nobody believes its natural.

I feel blessed to have great hair. My hair was 'great' a long time ago- but only if I spend tons of time on it. Then I suffered a LOT medically and with my hair falling out significantly twice, which was huge emotional turmoil... so I just so feel thankful that God gave me nice curls that just do it themselves because I am not in my 20's anymore and I don't like spending the time, but I love the look :)

So that is my grateful, bittersweet story about the crazy life of my hair.