From the beginning of this cancer journey, one of the more fun parts has been the wigs. I've enjoyed naming each one and using my baldness as a way to get to try out different looks through each new hair style and color.
My sister once asked if it's anything like the movie "Return to Oz," and Princes Mombi. (For those not familiar with this one, I'm shocked how often movies of the 80's has provided scenes of pure terror for its children. I'd almost forgotten about this one!)
I guess it can be a little like that, choosing a girl for the day. Hopefully, it's not nearly as creepy, minus the Powder of Life!