So for the past 4 years my family has attended the race for the cure in Denver.
My mom if you didn't know is a breast cancer survivor and during her first race she was bald and had a little pink cap on and was going through chemo treatments.
I have missed every year since school is 6 hours away.
But I was checking in earlier last week and mom said something along the lines of "well you're going to be home next year right?"
That is the plan.
My family is back in Denver and I miss being part of family events.
And I miss being home.
And having home cooked meals.
And celebrating birthdays.
But just recently i've really realized the importance of a cure for cancer.
So many people have been touched by this.
And awareness is key.
Hell I check myself a couple times a week.
I've thought about going to get a mammogram just because my mom had it.
And there is a test to see if you are a higher test of getting breast cancer so I might get that done in the next few years.
Because I will have a voluntary double mastectomy if it means I do not need to worry and that I can be around for all those moments for the future generations.
Boobs are just mounds of fat.
Family is worth so much more than filling out a dress or looking normal.
I'll just add to my scars.
And that will be cool.
But a cure.
To cure something.
To eradicate something that has plagued and broken so many families,
Now that would be something.
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