She Lost Her Ponytail Before she lost her hair, she lost her ponytail. Her ponytail, she insisted, go to someone else in need. Before she lost her eyebrows and eyelashes, she lost her ponytail. Her ponytail exposed the long eyelashes and delicate brows defining her beautiful green eyes. Before she lost her energy, she lost her ponytail. Her ponytail flew in the breeze when she could run with carefree abandon. Before she lost her freedom, she lost her ponytail. Her ponytail had swung with a jauntiness belonging to a child of independence. Before she endured pain and suffering, she lost her ponytail. Her ponytail had moved in harmony with the many phases of her moods. Before she fought for her life, she lost her ponytail. Her ponytail had always been there to braid, to curl, to pull out, to put up or to straighten. And she thought to frame her character and beauty. Before she lost her battle, she lost her ponytail. Her ponytail was always greatly missed, but without it, she found she had great courage, faith, humor and love. And was beloved by many for being, inside and out, a person of great beauty ! For my Becca February 2008 With all my love, Mom Rebecca lived Columbia, SC, and graduated from Richland Northeast High School in 2006. She played on tennis and soccer teams there and sang in the Cavalier Chorale. She started her freshman year at the University of South Carolina in Fall 2006, but was diagnosed with AML in early November. Following five rounds of intensive chemotherapy, she was in remission by summer 20067 and she returned to USC in the fall, this time as a student in the the School of Nursing. After only a few days into the new semester, tests showed that she had relapsed. She underwent additional chemotherapy, but her condition worsened. After a courageous battle, Becca passed away on 1/22/08