By Lynne Skaggs
What if this morning as I was fixing my hair, it just went in all the wrong ways and looked such a mess that I did not even want to go outside?
What if I was preparing to take my good friend to her first day of chemotherapy? What if because of the chemo she could potentially lose all of her hair in an effort to save her life?
What if what she was facing made me appreciate that I even had hair and put what is really important in perspective?