So, I decided to start a blog. I had a bunch of ideas of things I wanted to write about running around my head, all too long for Facebook. So, here we are.
A word about the name... I got a pink streak put in my hair recently. It was a sort of echo of 10 years ago, when I was diagnosed with Hodgkins disease, cut off my waist length hair pre-chemo, and on a dare from a friend, dyed it purple. As she put it, "this is your chance to dye your hair a socially unacceptable color. You can always blame it on the chemo." I did it, and a bunch of my friends dyed streaks purple in solidarity.
So to mark the 10-year anniversary of that, and my 50th birthday, I got a pink streak. OK, it's not really MY hair, it's a clip in, but my hairdresser assures me this will last much longer than dye on a bleached out streak. And my daughters, Rapunzel and The Nerd, also got a steak (pink for Rapunzel and purple for The Nerd).
Most people have loved it. My husband took 2 days to notice it. But one coworker asked me if it was "some sort of midlife rebellion?" I think I gaped at her a couple seconds (who actually says that out loud?) and then babbled something about the chemo and the purple streak and escaped.
What I wish I'd said was, "No, it's a celebration of life."
So. This blog is a celebration of life, and a chance for me to ponder out loud some of the things I've learned so far. I hope you enjoy coming on the journey with me.