I did it on a whim

When I was in my tween years my mother announced that she had breast cancer and naturally I was heartbroken and scared out of my mind. A couple weeks later I cut my hair all uneven like and got scolded and grounded. I went to the barbershop with my mother the next morning and while I had my hair cut so short I looked like a boy my mom got hers shaved completely and we cried with the barbers and left with free haircuts. To this day I've never told her I cut my hair so I could match with her once she started her treatment.