I took Katie to get her hair cut this morning. It was our first time at the new salon that Casey is working at. When we walked in to the salon, the girl behind the counter greeted us. She looked so familiar to me, so I asked her what her name was. When she told me, I realized that she was our old hair stylist's sister.
Our old hair stylist, Roxanne, used to cut my entire family's hair. She did such a fabulous job with Sarah's hair; no one before her had been able to work so well with Sarah's double crown. She loved us as much as we loved her. She always bought Girl Scout cookies from the girls, and she kept photos of the girls on display. She would always tell me that my girls reminded her of her little sisters when they were little.
A few years ago, her husband got a promotion and job transfer, and she moved away to Ft. Lauderdale. We've missed her terribly, and have just recently found someone (Casey) who could do as good of a job on the girls' hair as Roxanne did. I still haven't found anyone that I love for me, and I doubt I'll ever find someone who will do as good of a job coloring my hair for as little as Roxanne charged me. Phil doesn't care who cuts his hair anymore because it's not Roxanne.
Anyhow, I asked Roxanne's sister how she was doing, and she told me that she passed away about two years ago. I didn't ask her what happened because I didn't want to pry. Her sister looked so sad when she told me that she was gone.
So, rest in peace, Roxanne. We loved you so much, and we still think about you. You were really a special person and you really made a difference in our lives.