Stripping us down...its how we find His face...Grace for today...that's what I rest in. It's been a rough week at the Serota house. Tuesday - I had a pretty painful scalp biopsy with stitches / Thursday - Hazel had a horrible ear infection with more tubes and adenoids coming out if the antibiotic fails yet again / Friday - trip to the ER from a fall and concussion by lil' E all of course while Alex was at drill / Sunday - a bought with the Flu or food poisoning for Hazel and me / Tuesday - the results of my scalp biopsy showing that I have androgenetic alopecia...aka...my hair is falling out at rapid speed for no reason other than genetics at 31 years old. Looks like shaved head or wigs for this kid. No easy fix. There are options but they may or may not work and it will be a life long battle.
Yesterday I was a hot mess doing the ugly cry for most of the day. I grieved for the loss of my hair...as silly as it sounds...I fought with Jesus and was so frustrated with life. Today I am moving forward. No one is terminally ill, none of us have cancer, none of us are dying...we are just moving over life's bumps that God puts before us to help our stubborn hearts look up. I have been playing this Third Day song over and over for the last 24 hours. It is the most beautiful and comforting song....
