I am curious who was more freaked out. My granddaughter had a terrible fall from a horse that resulted in brain surgery. I obsessed about everything, of course, after that, but for some reason I focused on her hair. If it grew back that meant she was normal, okay. When months later her mother cut it, I felt ruined. I honestly lost sleep over it and consoled myself saying it would grow back, it would be fine.

Jess was at the counter with her notebook and drew a self portrait. One side of her hair was shaved and the other long. She had fully embraced her hair and liked it...a lot! I had to laugh because I now can see the future. She will most likely be donning plugs and a shaved head when she is a teenager and I am perfectly fine with that. She's a rock star!