In 2002 my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. I was thirteen at the time. Being an angry adolescent, I wasn’t able to show up for her as now I wish I could have looking back. I was selfish, hurt, terrified, and reclusive. I was unable to process and put aside my own feelings and just be there for her. That is one of my biggest regrets in life. There was no one more deserving of that love and support that I was unable to provide.

I am committing to this fight in November as my way of atonement. She has earned it a million times over. It is my way of showing her that her strength, courage, bravery, patience, and unshakeable will and determination did not go unnoticed. This time I will cast my fears aside, and fight for her and all other friends and family affected by this awful disease. I am done being a coward. I am doing everything I can to confront those fears, and fight out of love.

I am proud to say she kicked cancers ass and has been in remission for 13 years. Now it’s time for me to follow in her footsteps and do some ass kicking of my own.

Please help me on the journey to raise money and attention for all the other mothers, daughters, and families who haven’t been as lucky as us and are still battling.

Thanks guys!