Letter from The Ponytail

Dear People,

So, it is our turn to talk. Yes, this is The Ponytail here dictating this story. Jennie, whose head we are attached to, has a…..well, sometimes-less-than positive attitude about us. Let’s just put it all out there. She talks about how we are too thin, too curly, too unmanageable, and on and on. She tells people that WE, her ponytail, are not her best quality. This does NOTHING for our sense of worthiness- let me tell you.

When Jennie was little, we were golden blonde, straight, and glistening! People would ask her in college where she got us colored but we were actually just naturally that color. When she married Kenny we were on display and we were ROCKIN’ IT. Well, then came the time she dyed us brown- not a good choice, and then dyed us back to blonde or something along those lines. Over the next few years, we started to get darker on our own and maybe a little less attractive to her so she started getting us highlighted…. and then came the babies. Before baby #1 she got us all chopped off and we got darker and curlier and that is where the real problems began. She started complaining about us to her hairdresser and all she wanted to do was tie us up and get us out of sight. We were not a fan of that. We wanted to be seen! But she would have no part of it. We actually heard her friend Joni, who does her hair, tell her that she spends the least amount of time on us than any of her other clients! We knew we were being neglected but that was ridiculous!

Jennie always said she would only grow us long if she could donate us. We got our hopes up!  We thought it would be so amazing to be given to a child who needs a wig because of cancer or other diseases. We waited and waited but all the organizations said we could not be dyed. And then she found out that some organizations make the children pay for the wigs. NO WAY!

Then a few months ago, she found this group called Children with Hair Loss. They take dyed hair!  We were in!! And then 18 of her friends said they also wanted to donate their ponytails! We finally had a purpose. That is what we were looking for all along. Jennie says she has better ways to spend her time instead of drying us, straightening us, and all that. We get it- but we just want to be appreciated! And now with all the other ponytails we get to make a trip to Michigan to the headquarters for Children with Hair Loss!

We know we will not be the thickest, most shiny ponytail in the group (even though Jennie is now taking vitamins to make us grow, slathering all kinds of cremes in us to keep us silky smooth, and brushing us gently and carefully as to not lose any of us). But we are ok with that! We might be small, dyed, thin, and not as beautiful as Nicole or Natalie’s ponytails but we have something to offer! Every ponytail does!

We wish more people would give up their hair for children who really need it. No ponytail is too small, but it must be at least 8 inches which is not that hard to do. If Jennie can do it, anyone can!

So here is our plea to all the other Jennies out there…will you join our ponytail party and donate?  Please? We need more friends to make the trip to Michigan with us. You have time- we will not be long enough until summer!  You can give your ponytail to Jennie and she will mail it with the rest of us or you can send it straight to CWHL. Either way, you will make a little boy or girl very happy and your ponytail will feel needed and important…..and if your ponytail is too shy or too short right now, you can give a donation to CWHL to help them make all the beautiful wigs.

Sincerely,
The Ponytail

It is just hair…..to me.

I can look at pictures and know about how old I was by my hairstyle.  Here I am in the 80’s sporting the BIG hair.  All I can say is WOW.

Then college days….

Wedding…..

Babies…..
and NOW……
So much has changed!  It is with great hesitation that I post ANY of those pictures from the younger years and my children would die if they saw them but I do so with a greater purpose- loving people.
I have learned a lot since I turned 40…..and I have been set free by the realization that 
appearances really don’t matter.

The days of hair spray, Sun-in, and perms are OVER!  Now it is a good day if I get out the diffuser on my hair dryer.  I confess that I do color my hair slightly and get it trimmed……if I did not like my hairdresser so much I might not even do that.
So where am I going with this?  IT IS JUST HAIR- TO ME.  But what could it mean to someone else?  Millions of children suffer from hair loss because of cancer treatments or alopecia. Some of them feel like they can rock the bald look or a cute hat but others want to have hair- real hair.  
 That is where we come in.
See, my hairdresser decided I should grow my hair out because it would look better-  I am of the thought process that short hair is less to fool with so the shorter the better.  I told her I would grow it out under one condition….that I donate it when it grows to 12 inches.  There began the journey.
As you can see, I am at about 4 inches now- if it is straightened and pulled.  Ok maybe 3 inches.  I figure that in one year it will be 12 inches if I am nice to it.  But I don’t want to just donate my hair- I want to get enough people together to make at LEAST one wig, which is 12 ponytails and $1500 to subsidize all the costs that go along with providing a child with a wig.
I started doing my research and came across Children With Hair Loss. It is a small non profit organization that makes wigs for children for FREE.  Did you know a lot of other organizations charge for the wigs?  I called them on the phone and had the best chat ever with one of their volunteers.  
It is that simple- 12 ponytails and $1500 and a trip next summer to meet them in person in Michigan. 
Why did I pick this project?  Because long hair drives me crazy and it is one way I can die to self and give it away.  Those who know me understand I do not do this without whining- it is hot, it is frizzy, it is a pain, it is….blah, blah, blah.  This whole experience has been one of God changing how I see things…..thanksgiving that I can grow hair.  That I have a shower to wash it in.  That I have the utmost privilege to give it away.
Children With Hair Loss takes color treated, bleached and gray hair!  I need at least 12 people from anywhere in the world to join me in this cause.  You have a year to grow it out…..and God will take care of the rest of the details.
Will you join me?  Really- it is just hair.  It grows back.  It has noteternal value.  And someone needs it a whole lot more than you do.
Please leave a comment if you are IN and I will get in touch with you.  
12 people. 12 inches.