I was in my sophomore year of college, along with my sister Nicole, and I was hundreds of miles from home. My parents had just told me my sister Amber had been diagnosed with a rare form of brain cancer, and it was stage III. The worst part about cancer is it doesn't care if you're a sister, a wife, or a mother. Cancer didn't care that she had two beatiful little girls that needed a mom. Throughout the next few years of treatment our family pulled together to help Amber get through the radiations, the surgeries, and the chemotherapy. She was very lucky and was able to get one of the best brain surgeons in the nation at UCLA. After all of this we were incredibly lucky to hear that the treatment had worked, and that she would live. I would like to raise this money in honor of her, and in honor of the many other families affected by cancer.