‘Losing my hair helped me find a NEW PURPOSE’
Just like the decade milestones that had gone before, I’d embraced my 50s as an exciting new chapter in my life. And at 52, life was good. I was fit, active, loved my job as a pastoral manager at a secondary school, had welcomed my second grandchild and spent my downtime doing everything from gardening to spending quality time with my husband Viv and two grown-up sons. But all this changed when I found more hair than usual twisted around my finger as I a showered one morning.
Like many women, my hair was a big part of my identity; my crowning glory. I’d
