What started as a joke turned into one of the most amazing gifts a mother could ever receive from her son.
Matt Shaha, from Arizona, spent nearly three years growing out his hair to make a wig for his mother, Melanie, who lost her hair after receiving radiation treatment.
“It’s a no-brainer,” Matt said. “She gave me the hair in the first place.”
Melanie had been battling a benign brain tumor for years. She had two surgeries in 2003 and 2006 to remove the tumor. But in 2017, when the tumor came back, she had to start radiation treatment.
“I asked my doctor, ‘Will I lose my hair?’ and they said ‘No,’” Melanie said.
But three months later, she did lose her hair.
“It’s hard when you don’t have hair. People can say things that hurt your feelings,” Melanie told Today. “I don’t mind being sick, but I mind looking sick. I’d rather blend in at the store.”
Not long after Melanie started losing her hair, her 27-year-old son Matt jokingly said he would grow out his hair and make a wig for her.
Even though Melanie thought it was a sweet offer but didn’t want to burden him, Matt was serious about it. He spent the next two and a half years growing his hair long enough to make a wig.
When Matt’s hair was long enough, he and a few coworkers went to his mom’s house to cut it off. Melanie said, “We were super pumped, and when they started cutting, we bawled.”
Matt even paid $2,000 to have the wig made. They found a wigmaker who hand-stitched the hair to make it lighter and more comfortable. Once the wig was delivered, Melanie had it cut and styled.
“Seeing her in it was the first time I had seen my mom look like that since she lost her hair, so it’s been about four years,” Matt said.
Melanie loved her new look and felt deeply touched by her son’s gift. “It sure fills your emotional cup,” she said.
Look at the joy on Melanie’s face! Even Matt is beaming with happiness. I love this for both of them and their family.
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Honoring Remarkable Women: Take a Moment to Remember Their Inspiring Stories!
Within the quiet walls of Livonia, Michigan, a pall fell over the convent as it witnessed the profound passing of a number of revered sisters, cornerstones of the Roman Catholic society. Their withdrawal left an irreplaceable hole in the convent’s everyday activities. These esteemed women were adored as writers, committed educators, and even a dependable secretary from the Vatican office.
Numerous people were impacted by their lives, and both the church and the larger community were greatly saddened by their passing. Nevertheless, their incredible bravery and unity shone through their sorrow. They were extremely vulnerable due to their advanced age, but they persevered in the face of hardship, their unyielding attitude a sign of their unwavering faith.
Families of the deceased repeated stories of their close-knit relationship, which was developed via communal living, work, and prayer. This tragic incident serves as a sobering reminder of the frailty of life and the ties that bind us together. It is reminiscent of the devastation caused by the 1918 influenza epidemic.
In the wake, unanswered questions clouded the otherwise peaceful sanctuary. How had the illness gotten beyond the walls of the monastery, where contact with outsiders was strictly forbidden? Given that the nuns were susceptible to the infection, why were the proper safety measures not followed?
Sadly, it was discovered that two of the convent’s assistants had unintentionally brought the virus, a serious mistake that would have disastrous repercussions. Unchecked, the virus killed one nun nearly every day until all thirteen had perished, infecting eighteen others who were still alive but not surviving.
Those who witnessed this terrifying ordeal struggled with the virus’s unrelenting toll and the sorrow that darkened every day that went by. The grief process for their fellow sisters was made much more difficult by government-imposed regulations and the ongoing fear of infection, adding layers of agony to an already intolerable burden.
The head of clinical health services, Noel Marie Gabriel, acknowledged the agony that engulfed the community as she spoke about the emotional cost of the situation. The experience, which lasted from April 10 to June 27, was a somber episode in the convent’s past and left a lasting impression on everyone who saw it.
Let’s pay tribute to these amazing women, whose lives were examples of faith, resiliency, and unshakable dedication, while we consider this awful incident. May their memory live on as a ray of light in the shadows, and may their spirits rest in peace forever.
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