My 12-Year-Old Daughter Cut Off Her Hair for a Girl with Cancer – Then the Principal Called and Said, ‘You Need to Come Now and See What Happened with Your Own Eyes’

through tears.

“Was it stupid?”

I stepped forward, took the scissors from her hand, and pulled her into my arms.

“No,” I whispered. “Not even a little. Your dad would be so proud of you. I know I am.”

She cried against my shoulder, then leaned back and wiped at her face.

“Can we fix it? I look like a founding father.”

An hour later, we were at Teresa’s salon.continue reading …