Back in November, I was hospitalized with a persistent cough that lasted over three months, along with pneumonia and Covid. While the doctors didn’t want to say anything until all the tests were done, I hoped for the best but tried to prepare for the worst. Deep down, I had a feeling the cancer was back. Unfortunately, I was right. I’ve recently been diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer with pulmonary metastasis.

I rarely ask for any help, but as I’m in this battle with cancer again, I find I need a little help to keep me going. The funds raised will help cover daily expenses, bills, and medical costs during this challenging time. When I beat cancer the first time, I was always waiting for the “other” shoe to drop. It dropped. Now, I have a lot to fight for—my kids, my grandbabies, my family, and my friends.

I know times are hard for everyone, so if you’re unable to donate, would you at least consider sharing my story? Your support means the world to me. Thank you!