I was able to walk the 1-mile fun walk with my special "niece", Lisseth's, mother, Graciella. She is here from Venezuela and was part of our team. After just having my last chemo-therapy on Wednesday, May 6th, I wasn't ready to do a 5k. In fact, the 1-mile was almost too much for me, but I did it.
It was hard to fathom how many people took part in this Walk. When we were in the middle of it, we looked behind us, and there was a sea of people for as far we could see, and it was the same looking forward. My son, Mark took pictures, as well as practically everyone on the team, so, if I can figure out how to put pictures on here, I'll post some of them.
The most impressive part of the Walk were the number of women who had fought this incidiece disease and won. There was a survivor's parade following the Walk that was at least two-thousand strong. It really strenthened by belief that my fight can and will be won. I'm so thankful I took part in this event, and I'm planning to do it again next year. Then I can be a survivor, too.
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