Sunset & Hair Loss

Sunset on my grandparent’s farm

September 13th, 2021 – Post #15

Tonight I was thinking about my mom, and this poem, written by my mom’s mom, came to mind; so I thought I would share it here:


Tonight I watched the sun set,

Beautiful it was in hues of red and gold;

’Twas then the thought did strike me

That I am growing old!

In youth the sun shone brightly

In a cloudless sky.

Middle age, high noon,

Only a few shadows passing by.

And now, as I see the sun

Sinking in the west,

I wonder how long ‘twill be

Before I find that perfect rest.

No troubles, sorrows or regrets

Will be on that fair shore –

Only eternal peace

For me forever more.

May my life be as the evening sun,

Beautiful to see;

Leaving color streaked pathways,

Reminding folks of me.

– Elizabeth “Libby” H. Miller

(aka Grandma Woody) 🌅

Cutting Off My Mom’s Hair Before Chemo Makes It Fall Out

In my last post, I showed you her new wig. She decided to have me cut the rest of her hair off, since it is falling out in clumps. I was pretty emotional about cutting off her pretty white hair…

September 18th, 2021 – Post #16

Here are some pictures of my mom just before and after I cut her hair on Thursday. 🌻

My parents on their back deck

Cutting my mom’s hair when she started chemo wasn’t something I was looking forward to; but I think she looks pretty cute

If you want to know about one of my mom’s big adventures, click here.

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