My mother was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2008 when I was just two years old. Every day since that diagnosis, my mother lived to the fullest, walking her beloved dogs, Mulligan and Porter, attending sporting events for me and my siblings, and enjoying summer days in Old Lyme. My mother lived by the statement, "faith not fear," and never let cancer inhibit her will to live life to the fullest, even when her diagnosis became stage IV and metastatic. Anyone who knew my mother knew her for her bright and outgoing personality. She was hilarious, and her laughter was always contagious. 

This June, my mother lost her battle, but she fought until the very end. In October, I, as well as my mother's family and friends, will walk in memory of her as well as the bravery and spunk she battled with every day for nearly the last 17 years. My mother lived a life that touched many others, and her grit deserves to be remembered. Please consider joining us as a part of Tricia's Crew or donating to help those who continue to battle cancer.