heal too.
Finding Strength in the Mirror
One day, while fitting a donated wig on a little girl, she looked into the mirror and cried happy tears. Her mother hugged me and said, “You have no idea what this means.”
But I did.
Because once, I had looked into a mirror and cried for a very different reason.
A Message to Anyone Who’s Been Hurt
If you’re reading this and someone has made you feel small, powerless, or ashamed—please know: it won’t last forever.
Hair grows back.
So does confidence.
