I’ll never forget February 6th, 2024. I was anxiously awaiting the results of my mammogram, which quickly led to an ultrasound and then three biopsies. The diagnosis? Invasive Ductal Carcinoma. It was a term I had never heard before, and when I asked what it meant, the silence on the other end of the phone felt deafening. It felt like a bomb had gone off in my soul. I realized I was one of the one in eight women diagnosed with cancer.

As I processed the news, I couldn’t help but think about what this meant for my future and for my family and friends. Thankfully, I caught it early, and the doctors assured me it was completely treatable. With the unwavering support of my family, friends, and a loving community, we navigated this journey together. It wasn’t easy, but I embraced the idea that when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade!

I discovered a strength within myself that I didn’t know I had, and I was never alone in this fight. I am forever grateful to EVERYONE who supported us in any way—they made all the difference and contributed to my healing.