My story…where do I start. It starts with my mom, my hero, and my best friend and ends with her and my sister, my very bestest friend. Five years ago my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer and what a trooper she was. She did chemo, radiation, and everything! I thought if I ever had to go through what she did I wanted her right by my side for she was my hero and I had so much admiration for faith and hope through everything.
Four years later she got sick again and she knew something was wrong, she had been here before, sure enough it was back but not in her breast this time.This time it was in her lungs. She had decided to let nature take its course this time, that was until my sister was diagnosed with the exact same kind of lung cancer my mom had. My sister, god rest her soul, wasn’t as lucky, even though we all believed she would beat it.
At that point my mom decided to have treatments done again right along beside of my sister to show her it would be okay. So together they started their journey. During the whole process my sister did fine until it came to the chemo. As it turned out she developed reactions to the chemo and could not finish any of them. Together, my mom and my sister, ended their battles. On November 8, we said good bye to my sister and on November 27, to my mom.
I am writing this in honor of them because if there ever was anyone who fought like a girl, it was my mom and my sister, they are my heroes.Their strength, faith, and hope was amazing. If there is anyone I would want to be like it would be them, they gave true meaning to the words Fight Like A Girl!
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This story is intended to convey a personal experience and, because every person’s experience is unique, should not be relied upon as a substitute for professional healthcare advice.