5 More Days for Alexis

Last night my daughter went to a school dance. Alexis was there. She walked without her crutches. She smiled bravely, tossing her long straight brown hair from side to side.

All the girls her age were sure to notice her stylin fluffy black hat, which has become a popular fashion trend at our school.
Hats have recently become a very import accessory in Alexis's wardrobe. A properly placed hat will cover just enough to hide the pink round swatch of fabric that holds the fake strands of hair of her wig.

Yes, Alexis is wearing a wig. From the first painful cancer treatment, when she held a large clump of her own beautiful blonde hair in her hand, she knew what she had to do.
Her mother handed her the clippers and said, "Either you can do it, or I can."
They had already decided that she didn't want to lose her hair slowly. She didn't want to look sick. So Alexis shaved her own head.

Think about that for a second. This little girl is 12 years old. She loves to play soccer. She is happy and vibrant. She lifts her hands to Heaven and praises the Lord in joyful song. She dances when others would sit. She loves her friends...and calls a cease fire to her foes.

Alexis is 12 years old. Born January 25, 1993 @ 6:30 in the evening. My daughter was born 2 minutes later on the same day.

This morning she went into the hospital for another round of treatments. 5 days of tears, pain and sadness. But somehow I know Alexis will find a way to smile. She will find a joke in the middle of the night. She will need our prayers.

Please say a prayer for Alexis. I would post a picture- but I don't know that her parents would approve.