BC Children's Hospital Foundation

Growing up, I’ve seen firsthand the pain that cancer brings—friends, family members, and most recently, my father, who bravely battled the disease before passing away. His loss has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever faced, and it’s opened my eyes even more to the suffering that comes with these illnesses—not just for those diagnosed, but for everyone who loves them.

Thinking back on all that I've witnessed and felt, what breaks me most is the thought of children having to endure this fight. No child should have to go through something so overwhelming, yet so many do. Their strength inspires me.

I started growing my hair simply because my wife loved how it looked as it grew. But after my father's battle, I began looking for a way to do something—anything—to help. That’s when I decided to donate my hair. If my small gesture can bring even a moment of joy or comfort to a child fighting this unimaginable disease, then it’s more than worth it.

This is for the fighters, the survivors, and those we’ve lost. And for the kids who deserve smiles, hope, and healing.