This year's Race for the Cure took on an even more meaningful meaning since my mother was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer last August. She was originally diagnosed nine years ago. They thought they had caught it early, but little did we know it had already spread only to be found when her medication inhibiting the estrogen food had stopped working. She has been doing chemotherapy and is responding well to treatment. So we all donned pink (even Scott) to do our part in finding a cure for this increasingly more common type of cancer. Not only has my mom been diagnosed, but my best friend's mom has been treated for breast cancer, and one of my dearest mentors/friends was recently diagnosed. Reality has hit from all directions. A cure MUST be found for ALL types of cancer.
Unfortunately, I did not get the memo that we would be hitting record lows in May, so there was a nip in the air and we had to pull out blankets to cover the girls up with....but we did it!
This is Judy, she has been a pillar of strength for me and is also a breast cancer survivor! Yay Judy!
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