My son, my same son that used to follow me around the house for fear of being left alone, my same son that used to be struck with anxiety over the slightest change, appears to have turned a corner.  Well, more like turned the dial so far toward fear that he went all the way around to bold.  From timid to extrovert.  Extreme extrovert.

That transformed son came downstairs today, ready to raise money to fight breast cancer.  Yes, my once shy son went to pink.  Neon pink, that is.