My story is whatever it needs to be. It belongs to you, your friend, your loved one, or a complete stranger. It stands beside you when you feel alone, it helps you up when you’ve fallen. It fights for you during your round of chemo, or holds your hand when you’re ready to let go. My story isn‘t perfect and neither am I. But I will stand for you.
Research needs to be done, lives need to be changed. Help me reach my goal to remember those who have stood for me when I needed them. If WE reach our goal I will shave my head to stand in solidarity with those who didn’t have an option of losing theirs.