Help Tabitha Fight Cancer for Her Boys

A Mother’s Fight to Raise Her Boys

Please help me get the chance to be their mom for years to come.

My name is Tabitha. I’m 33 years old, a wife, and the proud mother of two beautiful little boys: Sawyer, who is almost 3, and Liam, who just turned 1. They are my world. Everything I’ve ever wanted in life is right here: two tiny hands in each of mine, giggling in the hallway, learning to say “Mama,” reaching for me when they’re scared or tired or need comfort. I dream of school pickups, bedtime stories, first heartbreaks, and watching them grow into strong, kind men.

But I’m fighting for the chance to be here for those moments.

In August 2024, just weeks after giving birth to Liam, I was diagnosed with stage IV triple negative breast cancer, one of the most aggressive forms. I had noticed a lump while pregnant and asked for imaging, but was told “it’s just milk ducts.” It wasn’t.

Since then, I’ve been through 16 rounds of chemo, a double mastectomy, and whole brain radiation. But the cancer has kept spreading to my lymph nodes, brain, chest, and spine. My current medication, Lynparza, isn’t working. My doctors keep saying, “Your cancer isn’t behaving.” But I won’t accept that. I can’t because I’m not done being their mom.

There is a treatment in Munich, Germany, a dendritic cell vaccine, that gives me real hope. It works by retraining my own immune system to recognize and destroy the cancer. It’s not covered by insurance and costs over $35,000, including travel. I’ve applied to clinical trials here in the U.S., but being BRCA1+ has made me ineligible.

This treatment may be my last chance.

I’m not asking for a miracle, I’m asking for time. Time to raise my boys. Time to hold their hands a little longer. Time to be their safe place in a world that’s already asked too much of them too soon.

If you can help with a donation, a share, or a prayer, you’d be giving me more than hope. You’d be giving two little boys their mom.

To honor each of you who help me fight this battle, I will write your name on a heart and hang it on the wall in my home, a wall my boys will grow up seeing. One day, they’ll know the names of the people who gave their mom the chance to stay. Your kindness will live on in their hearts, too.

From the bottom of my heart and God Bless,

Thank you.

– Tabitha