My dad was 69 when he was diagnosed with breast cancer. After having a breast removed, my dad is a survivor. My grandmother (my dad’s mother) was diagnosed with breast cancer at the of age 92. Because of her age, treatment options were limited. It makes me wonder if my brother or I could be next. And what about my daughter when she gets older?
I can’t stand by and let breast cancer win. I walked my first 3-Day in 2018. I walked again in 2021 and 2023. I have met so many wonderful people. I've heard so many sad stories, but also so many inspiring, happy stories. And each and every time I walk, the 3-Day whoops my butt. But 60 miles (or 180 for me now) is nothing compared to cancer.
Let’s. End. Breast Cancer.
Please support me as I commit to an incredible challenge. I’ll be walking 60 miles over three days September 27-29, 2024. It will be hard, but it’s not as hard as breast cancer. It’s not as hard as chemo. It’s not as hard as getting bad news at your latest scan. It’s not as hard as saying goodbye. And that’s why I know I have to do this. That’s why I commit. That’s why I’m walking and why I’m raising money – to end breast cancer forever.
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