Well… apparently life looked at my file and said, “She can handle a little more.”

Over the last few years, I’ve learned more about grief, resilience, and surviving the unimaginable than I ever wanted to know. After losing my twins 2½ years ago, I focused on putting one foot in front of the other and being the best mom I could be to my two beautiful daughters.

Now life has thrown another curveball: breast cancer, stage 3.

To be clear, this was NOT on my to-do list.

As a single mom, my days are usually spent juggling school drop-offs, homework, laundry, yard work, and everything else that comes with raising two young girls. Now those responsibilities are being joined by endless doctor appointments, treatments, scans, upcoming surgeries and recovery.

The good news? If there’s one thing I’ve proven, it’s that I don’t quit.

The not-so-good news? Cancer is expensive. Between medical costs, time away from work as a NICU RN, travel, and everyday bills, the financial burden adds up quickly.

So, for someone who hates asking for help, here I am asking anyway.

If you’re able to donate, share this fundraiser, send a prayer, or simply cheer me on from the sidelines, it means the world to me and my girls.

I’m still navigating how to survive the heartbreak of losing my girls, BUT I AM determined to survive this too.

And if breast cancer thought it was showing up to fight a tired, defeated woman, it picked the wrong momma.

Thank you for helping me focus on healing, loving my daughters, and showing cancer exactly who it’s dealing with.