Lily survived fourteen months of cancer and dreamed of one simple moment graduating beside her classmates. But when the PTA-president told her to hide her silver headscarf because it would « ruin the school photos, » I realized silence would teach my daughter the wrong lesson.
I stood in my daughter’s bedroom doorway for a long moment, watching my daughter adjust her silver headscarf.
Fourteen months earlier, I had watched her lose her hair in clumps on a hospital pillow.
Now she was practicing how to smile again.
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