Part of the celebrating was getting a photo taken after the 'event'.
Omar handled (literally) the lighting, and Rebekah is the photographer! She evidenced so much patience and must have taken 20 shots; 3 of which we kept. The biggest problem was the lighting in the room. Believe it or not, this was taken in my bedroom against a spa blue wall. Thus the heading, "It takes a Village."
This whole thing may seem very silly, but when one is 73, and has been bald because of cancer (which also just ruins one's skin, turning it pale and blotchy red); well, having a nice "do" becomes a real lifter of my spirit. I could slather on makeup at 40 dollars a jar; but, I'm not really big on make up or sitting in front of a mirror daily. I'd rather tat! I'm a down-to-earth woman and if the barn needs painted when it goes out; okay. But daily, I think the old barn is just fine.
Bekah, Omar and I had so much fun during the 'photo shoot' that the 20 pictures were necessary because in most of them I was crossing my eyes on purpose, and making faces and laughing very hard. In other words doing everything I could to not think about sitting for a picture. Rebekah doesn't know it, but this is one of the nicest Christmas gifts she has given to me! And this in the middle of her graduation and wedding planning