On the 3rd July, I will be shaving off all 42cm of hair and donating it to make a wig. Here's why:
When I was 7 my Granny passed away from breast cancer. I was still a kid so I didn't really understand, but I was just sad that I couldn't make snowmen with her anymore.
When I was a pre-teen my parents made me scones one afternoon and told me that my dad had cancer. We visited him in the hospital and I remember being terrified because he looked so sick I couldn't recognise him. His cancer was diagnosed early enough that it was treatable and I'm forever grateful for that.
The year I moved out of home my Grandpa was diagnosed with cancer. The last memories I have of him were a series of emails, cut off by a call from my mum. I told my work I was sick and stayed in bed for three days straight.
Last year another member of my family was diagnosed and it's just as scary as the first three times. They've promised me though, that when we are both bald we can learn to tie headscarves together.
I don't think there's a single person who hasn't had an experience with cancer. We all know someone, close or more distant, who has been affected. While it's a horrible experience when your loved one goes through cancer diagnosis and treatment, it's so much harder for the person involved.
I chose this specific cause because being able to diagnose cancer earlier can be the difference between life and death. The quicker cancer is discovered, the more likely treatments and surgery are to be successful. All the money donated goes directly to Cancer Research's efforts to promote early screenings and develop more effective methods of diagnosis.