Our sweet Owen shaved his head last night. I saw him when we went over to join them for Caroline’s dance recital. Our little princess was gorgeous, and I love her dancing, but the whole time I was mourning the loss of an innocent childhood for Owen. Cancer is a BEAST! I’ve been losing it big time tonight. Can’t stop crying. Love my grandson so much, and I can’t stand anything hurting him.
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