Last week Jennifer Kimball sent me this great email about her daughter donating her hair to Locks of Love in honor of Molly; what a great thing to do right before the holidays:
My daughter Lauren (born in April 2006) always had a lot of hair for her age. She has also always been very tiny. I used to joke that I wouldn’t get her hair cut because it was the only thing that gave her any weight.
Her hair was a huge part of who she is – comments like “Wow, she has such beautiful hair” or “Wow, she has such long hair for her age!” were common. When Molly was first diagonised with lymphoma, I decided that Lauren and I would donate our hair to Locks of Love. When Molly passed this summer, I knew it was time for Lauren to get that first haircut. (I’m still growing mine!) Yet, as the days and months went by, it was hard for me to let go. This past week, I was sitting in church with Meg and Buck as we watched our kids practice for the Christmas pageant. Meg and I were discussing angels and that Molly is still here, giving Meg kisses. That was when I realized that I am so lucky to have my babies with me and it was time to “let go” of the hair. SO, I took Lauren for her first EVER haircut on Thursday Dec. 10. She was able to donate over 10″ to Locks of Love and had a total of about 13″ +/- cut. The new “do” totally suits her personality and she loves it (as do I). We just hope that this little act will help put a smile on some other little girl’s face when she has a new beautiful wig to wear after her chemo treatments rob her body of her own hair.
Here are some shots I took at the salon. Best wishes, Jen & Lauren
Beautiful, thank you for your post. I have four girls (ages 3-14) and became aware of Molly here in Wilmington NC this past summer. The Rowlee’s posts have touched my heart. I cannot say how much the experience, albeit through reading only, has enabled and pursuaded me to be a more compassionate and understanding father and husband. I’m hard pressed to tell any of my girls that something I’m doing is more important than their request of “Daddy, play with me.” I will talk to my girls today (Christmas Eve) about whether they can do something similar. God Bless you and may His peace, which passes all understanding, be upon you.