today Zander came over to me with his hands on top of his head. he pulled them down, and showed me his hands…which were full if his hair.
Me: what happened?
Z: my hair’s falling out. (so matter-of-fact)
I should mention that he haven’t said anything to him about it yet, hoping he hasn’t noticed.
Me: when did you first notice your hair falling out?
Z: in the shower a few days ago.
He went over to show his dad the hair in his hands.
Z: maybe I have Alopecia.
then he turned to look at me….and smiled. my eyes filled with tears.
a little later I was talking with him…
me: does it worry you that you might have Alopecia?
Z: no. wait….are Alopecians allowed to go to school?
me: of course, sweetheart!
Z: okay. I wish my hair didn’t have to fall out. I like my hair.
me: I know.
me:you’re beautiful with hair, and you’ll be beautiful without it.
Z: I know!
I’m a total wreck, and here’s my little half-bald boy showing me how to be brave. what an amazing little man!