Lisa Peters Harris finished her battle with cancer yesterday. She fought with grace, dignity, laughter and loads of love. I did not know her well and had not kept up with her after high school; but when your graduating class has a whopping 40 members you cannot help but KNOW your fellow classmates. Lisa was always a bright light. She had a ready smile and a heart for adventure.
I watched her fight on facebook. I saw her complete Hood to Coast this year. I was blown away. She was a force to be reckoned with. I just KNEW that if anyone could kick cancer's ass, it would be Lisa. I regret that I placed that heavy honor squarely on her shoulders. She lived with dignity and grace until the end and the outpouring of love is overwhelming evidence of a life well lived.
I was so blown away by the news that I could not sleep last night. I prayed. And prayed. And cried.
And when I finally fell asleep I had an epically long dream about chin hair. Namely, my chin hair. Yes....work that one out. Please?
Lucky for me, Opie woke up no less then 2.5 million times last night. Therefore, I had 2.5 million chances to dream a different dream. And yet, every time sleep came again, the tweezers were a-flying.
Needless to say....I woke up exhausted.
I woke up with the realization that something was definitely missing in my life.
A hair fairy.
Clearly this house needs this fairy FAR more than a tooth fairy. Tooth fairy....pfffft.
I promise to sleep on my back if said hair fairy would visit my house.
As I am pretty sure this would not be a look I would be okay with.