I was never satisfied with you
too fine
too straight
too unruly
the way you parted yourself
too close to the middle
the way you stuck out at the back and sides
always slightly dishelved.
I would have preferred
thick
curly
manageable hair
the kind you see in the glossy magazines.
Now that you're gone
I see I took you for granted
never appreciated your fine qualities
the many ways you served me
how you
warmed my scalp
protected my head
softened my face
flattered my person
reassured me by your daily presence.
I blamed you for bad hair days and took credit for good ones.
When you return
there will be
no more complaints
no more criticism of what you lack
any colour will do
texture too.
You will see
how I have learned
to appreciate
YOU.
And apologies to you dear reader for not quite figuring out the formatting. Hopefully you can catch the spirit. Trudy

dear dear Trudy
i loved your poem of apology to and appreciation of your hair-that-was: you are obviously being creative in many ways! My friend Marilyn who sacrificed her fine, straight hair for the same purpose found that when it came back, it was curly! So perhaps your light and fly-away hair will return as the manageable and fashionable hair of your wishes. Meanwhile, be kind to your scalp: colour it hatfully.
patsy
Posted by: patricia ludwik | April 18, 2008 at 05:51 PM
Hi Mom,
I LOVE your poem! As always, you have a way of looking at your situation and deciding how you'll find the light, love and laughter in it.
Lots and lots and lots of love
xoxo Meghan
Posted by: Meghan Innes | April 19, 2008 at 06:44 PM
Oh my hair. You are free to remind me if you ever hear a critical word cross my lips. I love the fact that you love my little poem even if you are both totally biased. :-)
Love, Mom and Trudy
Posted by: Trudy | April 21, 2008 at 07:11 PM
Hi Trudy...I love your poem and I love you!!! I think you are intitled to change your vows right?? LOL
Gentle Hugs...
Carol
Posted by: Carol Westberg | April 24, 2008 at 01:08 PM
Dianne Rector gave me your web address. When I lost my hair(the first clump came out Xmas eve 2004)my husband used jokingly tell me did not feel sorry for me as I had fancy "hair growing ability" and would have hair again, where he at age 40 would never regain his lost hair!
Posted by: Catherine McKinney | May 30, 2008 at 01:10 PM
Hi Trudy
Barbara has kept me up to date on the latest chapters of your life from breasts to babies. After reading your blog with the prose and poetry I was compelled to add my voice to all those your life has touched. Your manner of dealing with life in general is an inspiration.
On the bigger picture you'll survive and be stronger and you did promise to live to be 100.
Don
Posted by: Don Beaton | June 18, 2008 at 01:45 PM
Trudy, I'm grateful to have found your beautiful blog today. Your "apology to your hair" touched me. Trudy, may I share it on my blog? I look forward to visitng your blog often and following your journey. Kerry
Posted by: Kerry | September 16, 2008 at 10:22 AM