Take Off That Hat

At the end of my meal, the waitress says with a big smile, "Take off that hat!" I'm not sure why I chose to wear a hat today, but her statement was a pleasant surprise.

I have chosen to "live bald". No wigs and occasional hats. When I first lost all my hair, I wondered what strangers thought of my choice to go bald--can she not afford a wig or she must be really sick. But now I am so comfortable being bald and sharing my life with alopecia.

My encounter with the waitress was so very refreshing. One of her co-workers has alopecia. The conversation that continued made me feel so beautiful. I was not able to meet the lady who had alopecia, but I passed on AlopeciaWorld.com.