August 20th, 2019 is a day that will always be ingrained into my memory. Early on the morning of August 20th, one year ago today, my dad rushed my mom to the emergency room with excruciating back pain. It wasn't uncommon, she had been dealing with the pain for several months and multiple doctors told her it was muscle issues or something that wasn't too major. After multiple tests at the ER were run, it was found that she had cancerous growths developing on multiple organs. Fast forward two weeks and it was discovered that she had stage 4 pancreatic cancer. Not a single soul ever wants to hear the word cancer unless its followed bt the word free. Unfortunately, pancreatic cancer has a survivability rate of just 9% for all stages (5-year outlook). It's projected that 606,520 people will die of cancer in 2020 in the USA and the numbers are increasing every year. For perspective, Covid-19 has taken the lives of around 173,000 Americans in 2020. Cancer doesn't discriminate; White, Black, Brown, Gay, Straight, Men, Women. The American Cancer Society stands at the forefront in the fight against cancer by providing resources, medical advancement, healthcare, and preventative measures to stop cancer in its tracks. During these tough times, it's often easy to forget about anything outside of what the media is blasting in your face, cancer certainly being on the backburner. Cancer hasn't slowed down. It hasn't stopped. It hasn't quarantined only to come back out when life goes back to normal. I am asking my friends and family to donate whatever they see fit or can afford. I will match the first $100.