Warning: Today’s post is a serious one, so I apologize in advance if you were looking for a more lighthearted read on this Monday morning.
As you may or may not know, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Along with that comes the annual Race for the Cure.
Did you know?
• The older a woman, the more likely she is to get breast cancer?
• Young women can and do get breast cancer, even in their 20s?
• White women are more likely to get breast cancer than women of any other racial or ethnic group?
• African American women are more likely to die from breast cancer than white women?
• Men can get breast cancer? Out of every one hundred cases of breast cancer, one will occur in a man.
I don’t know about any of you, but it scares me to death that there is a very real possibility of my getting this disease at some point in my lifetime. It also scares me that it’s hit way too close to home multiple times. Because of this, the lingering question in the back of my mind is not “What if?” but rather “When?”
Because this cause is something that is near and dear to my heart, I will be participating (along with my mom and my aunt) for the second year in a row. I’ve actually also convinced both of them to volunteer with me this year in addition to doing the race so we will be up and at ‘em at 5:30 am on October 23rd.
As they say on the event page, we all know someone who has in the past or is currently battling breast cancer.
Some of us know more than others.
I want to find a cure and so am doing my small part to hopefully advance us closer to that goal.
If you are so inclined, I invite you to donate your time and/or money to this race as well.
If you’d like to make a monetary donation, please feel free to visit our family page at:
If you plan on attending the race, or just want more information, let me know!