Tuesday, yesterday, was almost "TOO" much coming in from all directions and I couldn't sort it out....but this morning it all became clear.....
For 3 years I have been driving by SASSY WIGS 4 U....and it has changed locations 4 times.......
"I am going to buy a wig"
popped into my mind yesterday and it was like a lightning bolt! It was completely out of the blue but with such ferocity that I didn't diddle daddle and it was 90 minutes I will never forget.
Yesterday morning I began with the sweetest note from Sujata gifting me an award for my blog and she asked me to accept and post 3 things I love......
My top two loves are STORIES/ connections and Family..
As the bell jingled on the door as I entered the wig shop, Genevieve looked at me and said, "I know you." We explored possibilities for familiarity and finally gave up...but when I left the store, "We knew each other."
During my "fitting", Genevieve and I looked at one another, giggled, had AH-HA moments and shared tears as we talked of raising children, romance in our marriages, passion for hobbies and life and......
The bravery of women who have had the courage to leave an abusive man and start over...Waking up and calling our DOVE center and saying, I need shelter, protection...A New Start....
A new start that includes a beautiful wig of hair that covers up the bruises, the thinning, the bald spots..a symbol of JUMPING OFF THE ROLLER COASTER of ABUSE and walking down a stable sidewalk towards a new life....
A haggard beat down woman walking into the shop and then Genevieve swivelling the chair around and seeing tears of HOPE in the woman's eyes as her new "do" reminds her...
The wig will protect her identity as she flees....
And "seam"lessly mine and Genevieve's focus switched gears to women and cancer.....The blessed job she has of fitting women and she shared stories of women who long to mix up the daily bandana/ scarf with a sassy wig or romantic curls they have always wanted....to distract a little one from his/her mommy's sickness, continue to be a sexual being for herself or mate, have the color that she always longed for but didn't have the guts to try until the final days of LIVING are CELEBRATED!
And this is when I sat and thought of my dear cousin, Nanyc, at 29 saying goodbye to her breasts and then her toddler.....
I began my sock swap project last night and out of nowhere a tiny scrap of fabric with pink ribbon and "QUILT FOR CURE" came to the top of my bin.....Instructions were to only use cream on cream but I just had to use the fabric.......
And this morning I visit Beth at Laugh Love Quilt and her post is......new project with fabric depicting women wearing wigs and pink ribbon for cancer....
Erin at Patchwork Place recently shared the story of a young man losing his mother to breast cancer and a touching book she read....
And the quilt on this post...sent to me yesterday by my Sis...
Not everyone loves PINK....and these wonky little squares took on breasts to me this morning, which one is yours today?
...So in this wordy POST I CELEBRATE.......(you fill in the blank)
My THIRD LOVE....
Emotions and the creative process they evoke!
Love, Em
PS...I have a lovely book written by a local author, Terry Tempest Williams, about our landscape and her family battle with breast cancer that is so breathtakingly beautiful....I will be giving away 3 copies to lucky winners who leave a comment and if you sign up as a follower to my blog you will get an additional chance in the drawing. If you feel inclined....link on your blog today and LET'S call today, WEDNESDAY'S WINK, NOT ALWAYS PINK DAY, 2011.
Drawing closes tonight at midnight Utah time...