Everyday I'm grateful for the life I live and for everything Heavenly Father has blessed me with... my health, my family, my husband and children, etc.Today our city stops everything for a few hours to collectively acknowledge those that are surviving breast cancer and those that have lost their lives to this disease.
Tom's mother died of breast cancer when he was 5. She was 44. In 2000, we lost my cousin Donna to breast cancer at the age of 39. And in 2006, I was diagnosed at 38 - just 9 months after Tom and I were married. When I was diagnosed he told me, "This disease destroys families. It's time to change our family history. Let's fight this thing!"
Today I am cancer free and so grateful for my nurse angel Genie, who convinced me to go have my mammogram before I was 40, and for my husband who battled everyday with me while I was treated. It's been 2 years and 11 months.
On every Race for the Cure day since I was diagnosed, we get up, put on our race day t-shirts and go have pancakes. I'm not sure how it started, but this is what we do and I'm grateful. I'm grateful to have a husband to share pancakes with and I'm grateful to be 41 years old and still able to eat pancakes.
I'M SO GRATEFUL!
