My prom dress stayed untouched while I faced a stage 3 diagnosis—until my date did something at prom that changed my life forever.

The night before my first chemotherapy session, I nearly skipped prom because I couldn’t stand the idea of facing everyone’s pity.

Then my date stepped onto the stage, shaved his head in front of the whole school, and started something I never expected.

I went from obsessing over silver heels for prom to staring at clumps of my own hair in a brush in continue reading …