My 17-year-old son shaved his head for his sick girlfriend – the next day, her mother said, “You need to come to the hospital and see what your son did.”

looked up, and the basket slipped from my hands!

Lily’s treatments started taking a visible toll.

My son’s head was completely shaved! Not trimmed or buzzed short, but smooth, pale, and unfamiliar under the lamplight.

“Aaron,” I breathed as he came downstairs. “What did you do?”

He ran a hand over his scalp, almost shy.

“I knew you’d freak out a little.continue reading …