They say that imitation is the highest form of flattery. If that's the case, I don't think I could have received a better compliment than the one I got today. My grand-niece, Aunalee decided she wanted "The Aunt Kelli" haircut.

In her words, "The Aunt Kelli Cut is the best cut ever!"

Now most of you know I've struggled, emotionally, over my hair... even as recently as 18 months ago. But my short style defines me and I don't quite feel myself without it. (Regardless of what others think.) I've discovered that my hair is usually only appreciated by women over the age of 75. To hear this young girl wanted the style had me puzzled for a minute. Then I heard that Aunalee has a friend undergoing chemotherapy and has her hair short to manage the eventual loss of hair. (Aunalee insists she will shave her's when the friend's hair is gone too.) Aunalee's big heart has prompted this show of solidarity with her BFF.

Not everyone can pull this off this hairstyle. It requires a level of self confidence that took me 30+ years to achieve. Not only does Aunalee ROCK the short hair... I am honored to be referenced in the style. But more than that I'm filled with awe over this young girl's kindness, sincerity and bravery.

Now, I'm going to find out where I can get myself a pair of the pink glasses.