Working in healthcare the last few years I’ve met, cared for, and consoled dozens of families and individuals affected by cancer. However, until cancer affects someone you love, you never truly understand the toxic and suffocating hold it has on someone’s life.
In June of 2018 my mom received news that there was a mass in her lung. That following September she lost her short, but vigilante, battle with stage IV lung cancer just one month shy of her 63rd birthday.
The strength that my mom, Robin, showed during the last few months of her life was something so profound, I can only dream of one day being the woman she was. Five days a week she made the 140 mile round trip drive from North Conway to Wentworth-Douglass in Dover for her treatment at the Seacoast Cancer Center. Her only request was to maintain normalcy in her life. My mom continued to work and she never once let on that she was in pain - physical or emotional.
Cancer doesn’t discriminate. It doesn’t care if you’re a parent, a grandparent, an aunt or uncle, a daughter or son. Cancer doesn’t care that it stole my mom from our family, and that’s why this year I am participating in Wentworth-Douglass’s Seacoast Cancer Center 5k.
This year I’m not only running for my mom Robin. I’m running for those who are supporting someone they love that has or is currently fighting. I’m running for those who have lost and those who have won. I’m running for those who have offered their support to my family during such a trying time.
Please consider donating to OR participating in this years 5k - join me, the Wentworth-Douglass staff, and the community in running for a cure.