<human>: 7 years ago, today, a wonderful grandmother, mother, sister, daughter, kindergarten teacher and aunt (my aunt) lost her bout with cancer. I haven't the time to completely tell the tale of how awesome she was, this lady was just that awesome.

While going through chemo she would stay with me and my dad (because of this, I *still* prefer sleeping on my couch) at our house nearest to the hospital. After every treatment of chemo she would come back to our house, resist our help, and calmly live out the nausea. 

However, she couldn't stand her hair loss... nor could she find a comfortable wig. So she did what a lot of others do in this case and wore a hot (live in South Alabama) turban/bandana to cover the baldness. Her not having hair frustrated her so much... it was the only thing that I saw that physically upset her while fighting the cancer. So to cheer her up, and talked her into dying the little bits of really fine white hair that she had. This became and tradition, I loved it, because it made her so happy every time.

To not drag this out too much... today... after growing my hair out for almost three years, I have cut and donated my hair to the American Cancer Society via Pantene. I really hope this hair, that furnishes hair for a wig, will really pull some awesome lady out of slump while she is going through this battle with and awful foe. To take the stress off someone even just a little bit while they go through this makes me happy and sad at the same time.

Can you give me a shortened version of the text?
<bot>: Awesome Aunt died of cancer 7 years ago today. Having no hair upset her. So I grew my hair out for 3 years just so another awesome woman won't have to be upset.