Did you ever have a photo that took you back to what you were feeling at that exact moment in time? This is one of those photos. While definitely not my favorite photo of myself it is nonetheless one of my favorite photos for the feelings it brings back. Randy had just shaved my hair. I had decided that when it started coming out from the chemo I was taking charge and shaving it off. It had been coming out in clumps for several days...I knew it was time...it had to be done. But no matter how much our hair drives us insane...it defines us, long or short, blonde or brunette, its part of who we are. Needless to say it was emotional for all of us and I shed a few tears as my hair fell into my lap. Geoffrey who is 7 and probably one of the most compassionate kids I know (and I'm not just saying that because he is mine!) put his arms around my neck, looked me in the eyes and told me he still thought I was beautiful and was going to keep his hair shaved as long as mine was gone. I will cherish and remember that moment for as long as I live and I am so glad I have this photo.