When Libby was a year and a month old we noticed that she suddenly had a small circle with no hair in the middle of her head, without thinking twice we flew to Sheba (we live in Eilat), without an appointment, where we were told that Libby has alopecia and that there are no rules for this thing, it can spread and it can grow back. Our lives turned upside down at that moment, because what does that have to do with us? After all, we talked all the time about her having perfect hair.
And then, in the corridors of the hospital, we got a lesson in proportion. I said thank God it was just that.