10/06/2026
Good morning ☀️ I hope everyone had a great weekend. I wanted to continue my breast cancer story in hopes to help others. I left off from finding out. From here I want to fast forward slightly. Everyone can imagine the fears of the unknown being told “it is in fact cancer”. I went to so many doctors that my head was spinning. After genetic testing and finding out I was a BRCA gene carrier I wasn’t risking a chance and decided to have them take it all. I chose a double mastectomy. Those were some scary words. I am going to dive deeper into this in another posting because it’s a lot. The amount of strength and power you have to have to say you are voluntarily willing to remove a portion of what your body naturally has is A LOT to process. For me, it wasn’t an option. I didn’t focus on the loss. I focused on what I would gain by doing it. I would gain life with my children, my family, not in wonder if I kept them if it would come back. There is so much. I know there are many factors and decisions people make and for me, this one was the best decision for me. For the hell I went through in this journey, I DO NOT REGRET it at all. Once I finalized it all, I was given a date. May 23, 2019. It was the day after my son’s 12th birthday. I was so scared for the surgery but made the most of his birthday and went to CJ Barrymore’s and made so many memories. These pictures I will cherish forever. We tried to squeeze my youngest in and he was pi**ed because he wanted to get out of his stroller and all I could do was laugh 😆. The fear of the unknown was heavy that day but being able to spend those little things with them meant everything to me. I know I am putting myself out there on a raw level but breast cancer is a thing, I was 37 in this picture with 4 young kids and otherwise healthy and I became a statistic…..
